It is a seed of doubt I sow
a shift in climate sees it grow
Opening shears to greet the plant
attempt to prune but find I can't
The leaves of uncertainty carry a dust
a thin powder detailing my mistrust
Stubborn vines upwardly creep
while roots of fear dig in deep
Every flower the shrub bares
is my upset expressed in layers
The acidic mulch my concious invents
is poured from a new found confidence
The herb called qualm continues to dry
wilts to my germ and finally dies
From the snapped stem I hopefully learn
insecure thoughts are my biggest concern
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