unsure

her insecurities are little girls wrapped in ribbons and frilly dresses and fighting for attention
   and her confidence kisses each one goodnight every night and never forgets.

her fears are stubborn old men drunk on nostalgia and whiskey and longing for youth
   and her faith is the loyal friend that never fails to call at just the right time.

Reviews

[Chaos_Collector]

I love the analogies you used to describe these said fears and uncertainties. They're spot on to how they affect us and their nature. This is so short yet detailed for an elegant result. This poem is genius so you're a genius too since you wrote it. Write on! :)

[Heather Hassell]

Ah, you always have such kind words. (: I really am quite flattered, thank you so much!

[Chaos_Collector]

You're welcome! :)