i wish i wasn’t so scared
i wish i wasn’t unsure
i wish i didn’t care
and didn’t crave and hate exposure
because how can i be an artist
without an audience?
i mean that’s common sense
i wish i didn’t tear myself apart
over a shred of doubt
and be on the defense
Feb 25
Feb 25, 2026 at 2:32 PM UTC
i wish i wasn’t so scared
i wish i wasn’t unsure
i wish i didn’t care
and didn’t crave and hate exposure
because how can i be an artist
without an audience?
i mean that’s common sense
i wish i didn’t tear myself apart
over a shred of doubt
and be on the defense
I acknowledge that there is a level of irony submitting a poem I wrote about the fear of being perceived on a public platform, but isn’t that a step in the right direction?