So, I might always be afraid...
Confrontation, it scares me, will that ever fade?
I try to break walls down, instead I put up more blockades
Have you any extra confidence? I'd like to make a trade
I find myself walking in circles all the time
But how high must these walls be that I climb?
To have as much confidence as others would simply be sublime
I don't know, though, if I'll ever get my chance to shine
Despite all things, I can't believe I've come this far
But still I can't seem to find my star
Is it because I'm still afraid?
Well I don't know, maybe I'm blinded by a shade
I'm not sure if this fear will ever disappear
But I'm sure, when it does, something good will occur
For now, my path is blurred, but my goal is clear
Perhaps, in a parallel world, my confidence is not an error
Sometimes I believe, my confidence is misplaced
Though that always contradicts my belief that my talent is just a waste
And all these demons I've faced, yet why do I feel like I've just been erased?
Somehow I think that this non-existent confidence and fear are interlaced
So, I might just be afraid, is what this means
Confrontation, conformity, everything that's mainstream
I'm telling you, it's not my dream, all though it may seem
I don't care to belong, what's with this crazy scheme, after all, I'm me?
"I might not know how to fight this fear,
But someday, I will bring my goal near
I will kick it into gear and not shed another single tear
Then they will cheer, and no longer sneer," is what I wish to hear...
I suppose my own confidence is looking into a mirror
It just doesn't recognize itself, though it's quite near
It doesn't know what it looks like, nor what it's supposed to do
So tell me, how am I not supposed to be afraid?
~Razi-chan
