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ConstantEscape
Poems
Jan 2015
Seniors (Confidence)
When I was younger
I use to be afraid
of the demons
in the year above us.
They walked the halls
like it belong to them.
They entered a room
like they owned it.
I thought that when
I grew up
I would posses the
very same power
but
it was never much the same.
A year later
and I'm still
looking down at floors,
avoiding all eye contact.
When I enter a room,
no one realises I'm there
when I walk the halls,
I hardly make a sound
and that's when it hit me
confidence doesn't increase
as you grow older.
The little girl in my journalism
had more confidence to talk to me
and I would ever have
to start a conversation.
You either have it
or you don't.
Confidence is shaped
by your personality,
not your age.
Written by
ConstantEscape
escaping reality
(escaping reality)
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