The Con Game

The Con Game

A Poem by therisa
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Lack of confidence

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Confidence
So easy
To lose.

And
The hardest thing
To regain.

Once
It disappears.

So
Why is it
I doubt myself
And my ability
To do anything
Creative?

Having been told
By people
With greater dexterity
In these chosen arts.

I have
The necessary flair
To be
A skilled artist
With practice.

As hard work
Isn't something
I would back away
From.

Constantly 
Proving myself
To others
I belong here
With them.

And yet
Am asking for
Your validation
In proving my worth
To myself.

A sad sigh escapes
As I leave this.

Hoping
But not believing
In my own self.

© 2014 therisa


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Added on December 8, 2014
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therisa
therisa

Ontario, Canada



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A pre-op transwoman, writing about my experiences, using free verse. Been told my poems are very emotional and personal, almost like a diary entry in verse. If you want to friend me, please review.. more..