Who am I?
Confidence, capability.
I hide behind a filter to hide my insecurities.
Without a filter, what am I?
At first I’m afraid, I feel hesitant and scared,
But then I think about who I am.
Not on the outside, it’s the inside that counts.
With this in my mind, I suddenly feel,
Confidence, capability.
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