I am afraid I don't know what to do.
I always want to seem more capable
Than I may be, especially to you.
But presently I don't feel apable:
I'm too confused. Don't model off of me,
Ignore me. I'm beyond uncertain here,
And far too full of possibility.
It's something new, I feel, and rather queer
To not be able to appear as sure.
I can't even pretend, much less be so;
And I don't know if there is any cure.
I'll tell you just as soon as I may know,
But that's not now. I'm so uncertain. Strange.
That's something I would really like to change.
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