My confidence is yellow.
My confidence is a shooting star.
My confidence is as big as the sky.
My confidence feels like the wind in my face on a bike ride.
My confidence smells like the beach.
My confidence is as warm as the sun beating down on your skin.
My confidence wants to stand up tall and walk with my head up.
This is a poem we each did in our Expressive Art Therapy group at work. it may seem silly, but you would be amazed at how invigorating it was to write it and read it. taking a feeling you have a hard time with, and giving it all these physical characteristics.... is incredible.
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