I was thinking of writing something, but I have forgotten.
Wait let me see. Hmm. It’s probably about how grateful I am to have this brand new day.
Greeting people beautifully.
Thanking them for seeing me.
My insecurities want to blind me.
But I am not scared, I’ll face until you will confess with me that I am okay.
I have seen those eyes, weary, angry, cold blooded.
Such a fear I will no longer fear but cheer.
He’s so funny, I can’t stop him but I can run away.
He’s so angry my ego wants to win this game but it’s too dangerous I’m scared of running away.
I want him to let go of something that’s threatening me.
Oh yeah, it’s a stone, a dangerous stone.
But now I want to keep it, it’s not going to hit me, won’t it?