Hidden Wonders

Miss Self-Assured

I walk through life with steady stride,

While others flounder, lost inside

Their fears of not being enough,

While I've already called their bluff.

Their voices tremble, self-esteem torn,

But I've been solid since the day I was born.

They hide behind filters, masked and blurred,

Afraid their flaws might be observed,

But I post raw, unfiltered, clear

What's real is real, I have no fear.

While they Photoshop their skin to shine,

I wear my truth like it's divine.

They shy from mirrors, unsure of their grace,

While I stand firm, admiring my own face.

No need for praise or seeking a glance,

I don't wait for them to give me a chance.

I walk alone or with a crowd

But never small, and always loud.

They ask themselves, "Am I enough?"

But I know the answer, I don't bluff.

They shudder at whispers from those who don't care,

I laugh at the noise, breathe in the air.

Attention? I don't seek, don't need to play,

They're reaching, I'm already miles away.

They hunger for looks, crave to be seen,

But I don't chase anyone's dream.

They shrink when ignored, cry for some fame,

But attention's never been my game.

I wear my strength in every breath,

Unbothered by the noise of their depths.

So let them waver, let them fall,

I don't chase after them at all.

Their insecurities, a chain they wear,

But I rise higher, breathing air.

Where they doubt, I stake my claim,

Unmoved, relentless—no need for fame.

Their clothes, their shoes, their desperate style,

All designed to win some praise for a while

I dress for me, each stitch and thread,

A masterpiece from toe to head.

No trend, no doubt, no look to chase,

I own myself in every space.

They fear the fail, they dread defeat,

But I'm alive when I compete.

Their stumbles crack their fragile pride,

While I get stronger with each stride.

In their failure, they feel undone,

But that's where I start having fun.

They drown in thoughts of their self-worth,

But I've been planted firm since birth.

In every challenge, I stand tall,

While they retreat, afraid to fall.

When they look inward and feel too small,

I revel in the weight of it all.

I don't need applause, nor a gentle nod,

I don't bend beneath their fraud.

Where they crumble, where they break,

I rise in every choice I make.

They tremble, they shrink, they lose control,

But I'm the one who makes me whole.