The fog is closing in,
Blocking out the light,
My confidence is dim,
I feel lost, without my sight.
It’s hard to make decisions,
When you’re bombarded constantly,
With everyone’s opinions,
But how they see is not for me.
Sometimes I lose my patience,
And that causes some repercussions,
I lose what respect I used to have,
But you know I've gained self confidence.
I’ve learned to be myself,
And to ignore the many insults,
I’m comfortable as me (sort of),
And I’m happy with the results.