This is a poem about the Journey of Confidence. Most of us can relate to second guessing yourself, even if your life is full of validation and what others see as success. Its about our own journeys of transformation and learning that beauty is an internal light.

Mr. Confidence

I met Mr. Confidence the other day,

I looked at his reflection and walked away

I left behind the handsome face

Hoping the image would stay that way

As I walked through the door, he disappeared

Leaving me breathless, filled with fear

What if they see the man that I am?

Vulnerable, wise, a fool

Who was I, that Mr. Confidence showed his face?

I’m just an average guy, with average ways

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder;

Only if the beholder holds their own beauty

What will I need to have my cup filled up; a stare,

an advance, an unwavering glance?

Will he show up, when I need him the most

Or will he disappear when I’m on my own

How will I be the man of my dreams?

When I can’t see myself as others see me

What will I do to fall in love with you?

Send a picture; write you a letter, a poem or two

What will I do to get over you?

When your reflection of me, is all about you!

Carl Meadows

April 4, 2011