I am scared stiff.
I am anxious for real!
I second guess myself, still.
Dread makes my brain reel.
No more hiding behind these masks!
The thick veneer away, I did peel.
Finally, my soul rested stilly.
A word, a glance, a thought, a gesture. Speculating on what is, what is going to be, what might be.
I am scared stiff.
I am anxious for real!
I second guess myself, still.
Dread makes my brain reel.
No more hiding behind these masks!
The thick veneer away, I did peel.
Finally, my soul rested stilly.