Collection of honesty

I’d like to pretend that I know myself, The idea that I know what I’m doing, Suits me well. I’d like to pretend I don’t need others, The thought that I can be strong on my own, I’ll stay swell. I’d like to pretend I can choose what’s best, The notion that I will do what’s right, I will excel. I’d like to pretend that I’m not afraid, The chimera that things will turn out okay, My incessant dwells.

I think you’re trying to make me uncomfortable, Is that your goal to achieve? You’re staring me down like a weird animal, Are you trying to make me leave? I see you’re gossiping to your gang of friends, On my outfit today perhaps? Commenting on everyone else around you, Do you expect to see me clap? Laughing at the timid ones out there, In what ways does that make you proud? If you’re really all that confident, Try saying your remarks out loud.