Struggles

I am the silent distraught.

Difficulties -
I hold them tightly within.
Fear -
To let go would erase
my sense of control.
Control -
My own fabrication.


I am my own confidante.

Worry -
Surely all have their troubles,
enough weight without mine.
Sarcasm -
An insecure façade.
Smile –
Both genuine and pretense.

I am the formidable insecure.