Tit

You thought you were so stupid in that moment

That you voiced yourself and were an embarrassment 

That you got it all totally wrong

And missed the glaring obviousness 

That everyone else picked up on

You kept a brave face, didn’t twitch

Didn’t let the room know you had awareness of the slip

You took in all of their smart theories, understandings and clever jokes

Wishing you weren’t as confident as you’ve built yourself to be and choked

Before you spoke up and croaked all that muck

About too short, too shallow, too shit

You couldn’t wait for the conversation to end and it did

Then later, in the pub booth, as you’d forgotten all about it

He said he wanted to tell you something about yourself

That he never, never, never wants you to change

Or adjust how you speak your truth

Because the way you expressed yourself back there

He loved it. He loved how honest you are and was 

He repeated it, and you beamed 

Were reminded nothing is as big as it seems

That nightmares can lead to dreams 

And most importantly, that you need

To stop beating yourself up and hoping to bleed

When you’re on the path to succeed

He taught you a lot that day

He freed a side of you that decreed itself null

And devoid in what feels like a prior life

But it’s better to make a tit of yourself

Than to never even try. 


By Lyric Deep.

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