I walk around with feet unsteady,
An uncertainty in my eyes,
I wonder if the world would see,
Through the façade capture my lies.
My heart thuds at the smallest task,
In my abilities I believe naught,
I feel I’m at the mercy of beings,
For inadequacy I’ve been brought.
I desperately want to give up,
I want to run somewhere and hide,
I’m scared to my sheer core,
I no longer enjoy the ride.
If I had it my way I’d lock myself,
And emit a wailing shrill,
My energy spent now calming down,
So accumulated tears don’t spill.