I felt like a wolf in a sheep's clothing.
My reflection spoke louder than my appearance.
I felt I could buy the universe but negativity blows in.
I wanted equality, no inferiority, a clearance.
Confidently shy, I took to my heels.
Ran away from gatherings, intimidation swept in.
Trying to blend in was as difficult as fishing for eels.
Isolation became my solace, like a tortoise goes into its shell, I always went in.
I looked at my shadow, bigger than me.
My dreams, scares me as though it is unreal.
My alter ego scares me, I need to be free.
Superman, my hero; scared of none, I envy his boldness, he is the man of steel.
Shy shy Samuel, my mates sang.
He could melt and disappear in thin air when in front of a crowd, they said.
His inferiority complex is second to none, they bragged.
He is a low level lad, they chorused as they played.
My confidence ran low like Temple run running out of coin.
Like candy crush, my dreams were shattered.
Like Prince of Persia, I was no one's quoin.
As rough as a storm, I was left battered.
They call it self esteem.
I was told to upgrade to a high esteem.
For I need to hold my head up high, be confident and let go of my low esteem.
I need care and guidance, a scheme.
VNa🖊
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