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I always come prepared.

Denying that I’m scared

Just wishing for someone who cares.

Cares for my fluent speaking mode,

My oh-so-funny anecdotes,

Thought and thought-through sentences -

You’d never notice my mind’s a mess.

That’s why

I always come prepared.

I’m always on alert

Trying not to get hurt

Can’t deny I’m scared.

I’m not shy,

I choose not to talk

Don’t ask me why

It makes me feel smart

To tell that to myself.

I know it could be easy

I don’t care if that sounds cheesy:

But life isn’t always fair.

Some float like the air,

Healthy minds and healthy hair,

Why do they not seem to care?

Confident people seem to be everywhere.

I’m not one of them

But I know I can

And until then

I’ll just pretend.

I always come prepared.

Denying that I’m scared

Just wishing for someone who cares.

Cause if I’m silent

Be gentle not violent.
I’m not arrogant,

I’m just quiet.

And if I’m loud

Without a doubt

I’ve tried it out

In front of my mirror, aloud.

Because I always come prepared.