Confidence

Take a look at this stride This speech of mine, this smile These clothes I wear This home of mine Practiced, crafted, all of it You do it, so why not I? Is it deception? Does it fool you? Or maybe honesty, hidden poorly Perhaps it is honesty in full And the motivations a lie Selfish? Vain? I think not. It is for your benefit, not mine A subtle assurance Yes, I'm fine This deception works It works well Well enough to cast your glance aside But not mine Mirrors laugh at these efforts Efforts to mask the decline The decline of mind And soul Take a look at this image This is me, confident and self assured Then look away Quickly Before this practiced smile slides My fears are what this deception hides But I'm fine