Close The Door
He often sat in silence,
his gaze somewhere far in the distance
yet looking deeply inward,
examining everything he ever was and did
and everything he ever will be.
Questioning himself is his perpetual hobby.
Though random and rare,
Confidence had visited him.
It was usually a quick visit
since he'd always forget to close the door.
Self Doubt would walk right in,
clearly the jealous type,
unable to bare seeing him with
Confidence even for just one minute.
Friday, January 5, 2018
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