soft is how I like me to be
courage is what I need
to let down my protective shields
of sharp irony
frozen eyebrows
determined voice
and fast moves
scared is what I am
when unprotected by my image armour
you can devastate me
and may be you will
I have to learn that
how you treat me
is your choice
and your responsibility
and my gain
or pain
courage is what I need
soft is how I need me to be
it is my true Self
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