How can I be confident as my palms tremble in the presence of a God I can never be?
All anyone sees when I recite poetry is the energy,
I’m given to push forward.
It doesn’t mean I’m not scared of what may fall from the brick-and-mortar I’ve built like the former.
The only thing bravery requires is unwaivered faith whether or not I’m hesitant to cross borders,
Leading me to a paradise where I swim in still waters,
Composed no matter how cold it gets as I shiver,
And,
Prosper…
How can I be confident?
I’m just…
Human.
With a will to succeed regardless of what the truth is.
And,
The truth is,
There’s never a time when I’m not nervous.
Might as well go for it instead of dying without purpose…
Shivering Confidence – Day 334, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
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