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I find myself writing shitty poetry more often than I will ever admit, but I live with a constant fear my inner-demons will scare off everyone that stops for even a second to listen

Or maybe -

Maybe the neurotic words that come from my deranged brain just hold no weight and are far from worth it

My confidence lacks when it's time to enter a stage
But so far, that hasn't stopped me from voicing my musings anyway

Public speaking has always made my skin crawl and my voice crack
Though I have no lack of support
And that drives me forward

I often find myself wishing the...