I’m not delicate, nor am I dainty
I bumble, mumble and have a tendency to tumble
A fool in matters of the heart
No less better when using my head
Dreams are like a balm for my sanity
When one comes true it’s like a miracle
Fearless, I could never play that part
Why bother when I could just stay in bed
Uncertainties hold me back
from following my heart.
Where is my heart?
It had abandoned me
for greener pastures.
For a better dental package.
I want my heart back
but I’m stuck here
with fears of failure.
Fears and uncertainties.
The demons I have to face
everyday, without fail.
I want my heart to come back
to give me courage.
With my heart, I know I could
face anything that comes my way