Tell me nil the amazing sanguinity I squander
Ask me not where my happiness abruptly disappear
Speak nil about the awful moment soon to befall me
For you won’t understand even if I squawk everyday
Ignorant of interval of interval when anxiety became my cohort
Now I’m plunk in the middle of a deserted highway
One question wandering so deeply my mind stuck
Where is the confidence I once yielded so tightly?
Tell me not the sweat my protruding forehead holds
Tell me not the nervousness emanate like a storm
Reveal to me with placidity my mistakes to correct
Whisper with restraint the wrongs I have committed
Shower me with affection for it must soothe my pain
But the worse of it all a dreaded question that looms
Where is my confidence all through these dark times?
