Intimidated By You. . .


I’m intimidated by you. I get nervous when I talk to you face-to-face.

It is all of you that intimidates me. Your smile, your hair, your joy, your intellect.

You are an intelligent being who knows how to carry herself. I don’t know how to talk or carry of myself as you do.

Your smile is so bright and always on, sometimes I just don’t understand. My smile doesn’t look as good and isn’t always present.

Girl that hair on your head is always laid, how do you find the time. Every which way I turn, the hair is misplaced on my head.

You are a writer and the words you use are incredible. My vocabulary isn’t as extensive my writings don’t seem to flow.

You intimidate me. No, it’s not your intention, you just know who you are, whose you are, and what your purpose is. I however, am not confident. I’m not as strong and sometimes my words disappear and my vocabulary is non-existent.

I don’t wish to be you because I don’t know all of your struggles and all your pain, but if I could be half the woman you are maybe I wouldn’t be intimidated by you…



2 thoughts on “Intimidated By You. . .

  1. WOW. Charlotte. Wow is all I can say. I love it. I love how it flowed, I love how you expressed yourself, and most importantly I love how genuine you are. I’m looking forward to enjoying your writings. Wow. I love it. 🙂

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