I’m going to act brave.

I’m going to think I’m tall.

I’m not going to let you see

that I’m actually feeling small.

I’m going to pretend

I have the courage needed for this fight.

And I’m not going to worry

this moment  if I’m wrong or if I’m right.

When I get to my home

I will close and lock my door

and perhaps collapse in a ball

and cry on my bedroom floor.

But you will never see

and I promise you’ll never know you win.

When I take my bravery off

and be the coward that I am again.

For now though,

 

I’m going to act strong.

I’m going to act tough.

I’m going to let you believe

that I actually have the stuff.

I’m going to pretend

that I’m overflowing with confidence

and I’m not going to worry

or think about any consequence.

© 2013 ck’s days

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