Why does my face keep going red
When someone gives me praise?
A thousand thoughts run through my head,
And I avert my gaze.

It isn’t that my self-esteem
Is shrouded in the night;
I’m confident enough to deem
That what I’ve done’s all right.

It’s just I’m in a state of shock
As if punched on the chin;
I feel my world begin to rock
And fear its caving in.

I need to take the time to sift
The giver’s motives from the gift.

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