Clean my own cooker,
Wash my own briefs.
Yet and still
I lack confidence
And
Although I've practiced
A 100 things to say,
All I got is hello
And eyes that don't see.
A heart scared off rejection,
And a mind over thinking
The worse that could be.
Even though I hoover my own floor,
And change my own sheets.
Scared to fail,
Even though at lest I'd know.
Then move on
And create another
Endless scenario.
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