“You should do it,” he urges. “Show them who you really are.”
My voice trembling; “I’m not sure if I’m ready to go that far.
The timing’s not right; it’s overdue; it’s too early.”
“No more excuses,” he says, his smile all white and pearly.
I mumble, “They won’t like it; I can’t handle that kind of rejection.”
He grins. “The only thing you should expect is their love and affection.”
“I’m not strong enough to endure the judging from my peers.
I feel exposed to the world, only able to hide behind my fears.”
“The world needs your spice, your spunk, your ardor.
They crave your emotion, your passion; they’ll want to try harder
To connect with you, in the way that you have with them.
This spirit of yours. It’s selfish to hide, a true gem.
Once word of this gets out, you’ll arouse; you’ll inspire.
Your words, like sparks in a dry prairie, will spread like wildfire.”
I smile, let out a deep breath I’ve been holding for far too long, and take a baby step into the world, relieved of all my dread.
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