Tuesday 2 September 2008

Insecurity.

Sometimes,
even the most self-assured individuals have the right to insecurity.

The confidence you see on their outside aren't everything:
they are but a tool to conceal their weaknesses - their fear of being unconfident, of being rejected.

And when even that oomph of confidence is gone,
the world could feel like its slowly dispersing into small particles,
being whipped away like a whiff of snow in a snowstorm.

I feel bare,
I feel like an unarmed soldier on a battlefield.

I'm feeling that way.

I need someone to get my back,
it is only that way that I could conquer just 'bout anything.
For if I die, at least I'd do it full of glory.

I hate losing.

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