Just Confident Enough

She tried to act aloof.
She tried to be mysterious but her mouth betrayed her as she talked to everyone in the room.
Her hands fidget with her hair. Coiling it.
Her leg shakes with anticipation and anxiety.
She reeks of never being good enough.
Though she's confident enough to talk.
She's insecure enough to die.

Her downfall is love
Never being good enough at it.
Never having the chance to practice
Her mind says stop.
But her feet lead her into new doors,
New experiences and hell.

Her eyes wandered to the lights above
The fluorescent beating lights buzzing booming in her head
She's still coiling her hair.
The room fills up with noise…
But it is in her head
The buzzing doesn't stop.

Just confident enough to talk.
But insecure enough to die.