Confession

Like beating a red traffic light,

I am worried and unsure:

Would such a mistake be considered

slight, and so be forgotten?

I have put in my best effort –

I’m satisfied, I’m careful;

When I recall those fortuitous days,

I want to applaud quietly.

The competition may be strong

and whether I win or lose

I’m not frightened but will look forward:

I’m willing to try everything.

I want to write and sing for you,

the brightest star in my world;

I hope you will one day realise

you’re the reason I am around.

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