I have something to say..

I am afraid my presence is a charade

How long can I keep up this masquerade

Of knowing everything when I feel I stand

Not on terra firma but on shifting sand

How can I hold my own among the wizards

How can I even expect to be heard

Offering my opinion in a timid voice

That is likely to be lost in the noise

Of powerful opinions backed by experience,

Proffered with abundant confidence

I am a nervous wreck, I want to run away

I cannot wait for the end of this stressful day


I’ve been quiet, but surprisingly I find

A question raised for these brilliant minds

Remains unanswered, this seems to be

For me to say something, a perfect opportunity

I start speaking with some hesitation indeed

To remain coherent, all my courage I need

People are listening, perhaps out of surprise

But I perceive appreciation in a few pairs of eyes

As I go on, more confidence I summon

I am calm by the time my speech is done

Suddenly everyone is talking again, arguing probably

All attention has been diverted from me


Let it be a charade, let me masquerade

I am proud today of the progress I have made

I am less intimidated now than I have spoken

The self-imposed shell of inadequacy has been broken

Published by iheart11

A 30-something year old woman, physician by profession, fiercely passionate about work, family, travel and fashion..

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