What Confidence?

My daily feelings.

I hate building up my confidence for it to be knocked down so easily. I'm so sick of  putting myself out there for nothing. I could have a perfect day and someone could say something so meaningless and I get hurt from it. I will do my best to hide it, to bottle it up, and act like it meant nothing. But it did and one day it will be the end of me. I guess I put myself down just as much as others do. I have no confidence because I get knocked down so often. I can no longer build it back up, I give up.

The End

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