You're always so sure.
Your back is perfectly straight.
Your chin up.
You enunciate every syllable perfectly.
Inside-
You can die from the anxiety.
Curled in ball.
Sniveling like a child.
Holding an egg in your mouth.
One word, and you'll break it.
And your world will end.
But you'll hide it.
Gracefully.
Like white shirt that's blue.
