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.