There is nothing
As unnerving
as the sight
of an unsure woman
So my mother has taught me
to be utterly intimidating
mirrors and all
I shriek
at any sign of the uncomfortable
and uneasy
I make it easy
Utterly intimidating
I am scared of myself sometimes
What I can do
What I cant
What I have
My mother has taught me
I can do anything
I have taught myself
Anything
I cant, I have already
Mirrors and all
I make it easy to be
utterly intimidating
I have a hard time
looking
at myself
most of the time
thinking about
the
things I cant do
More scared of the things I can
and not daring to
question enough in my eyes
the things
that I have,
There is nothing
as unnerving
as the sight of an unsure woman
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