That I had for ten years,
Then I was let go from my fulltime job,
Both had their unique fears:
Would my face look weird to other people?
Was I not good enough?
Will I feel less confident without it?
Will leaving it alone make it more rough?
I'm like a newborn with no family,
Bare as a baby's butt,
Do I venture forth like a warrior,
Or curl up in this rut?
I'm all alone,
In thought, not real'ty,
If you don't think there is a difference,
You have a better perspective than me.
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