Con-fident face

Sidle by me night,
And let the day come.
For it is not this moment
That my existence will be undone.

Let rejection fall,
Upon these deaf ears of mine.
I once again say,
It’s up to me when I rhyme.

I sing the song,
Because it feels nice.
I’ll sing it once,
Then sing it twice.

There’s no stopping me,
You can’t stop time.
It’s up to me,
The way I decide to live.

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Deep inside I’m afraid,
I want to be accepted.
I’m so afraid,
I’m going to be corrected.

So afraid,
That I am wrong…..
I’m not sure I sing my song.