I laugh at those who are frightened or disgusted as harmless snakes do slither past But I have fears of a different kind of serpent So few in the world suffer snake bites, even less have injuries that last, And I count myself in the number markless But still I shuddered as curved shadows cast, a spell of paralyzing fear, As harmless humans did walk past
it's words I feared the most though perhaps I'd rather face beration than the teeth of hungry dogs When dogs bark, I calmly bark them back But with humans I'd sooner run away
I'm learning to not fear as confidence builds And I see my power crystal clear
Some say when you hold back your words you hold back your power, and that's what makes you sick. I think it's a little more than that, it's being unsatisfied with holding back your words, and letting the stress make you sick. I'm realizing my own power, and I am learning to speak and be satisfied when I have not spoken.