A confident man feels not a need to speak
on all things with which he does not agree
Though in the proper time and place
he is not afraid to assert his way

And though his words at times cause spurn,
he will admit when they are out of turn
Fearing not the inevitable mistake,
but rather owning it too late

Caring and feeling without hesitation
and not for reciprocal adulation
Emotions are expressed appropriately;
either subtlety or rationally

As honest with others as with himself;
recognizing what he does and doesn’t do well
Claiming to know what he does know
and asks when he don’t

Pursuing tasks for their benefit and or joy
rather than status or fleeting ploys
Those latter things are often great fun,
but worry of them yields none

While in his mind there is good thinking,
he is more occupied with good acting
In order to have concerns of the ideological,
requires labors that are practical

On his confidence, he does not ponder,
as neither he or anyone wonders
of whether he truly possesses it.
We know it.

As I pass by the window
And anticipate my reflection

I imagine that the woman I see
Is strong and brave and free

I dream of seeing a lover
Who is **** and wise and desired

I wish I could remember a girl
Who was wild and safe and wanted

But as my eyes meet the woman
staring back at me
I hurt my own feelings
Wishing that weren't me I see

I am a wife
I am a mother

I am a daughter
I am a sister

I am a friend
I am a lover

I am all of these things
But
I feel so alone