My confidence sparkled beneath my tree
The words kept me going, and helped me believe
It was wrapped up all pretty and tied with a bow
"You can do it, You're Awesome, Yay, Way to Go!"
Faith in my writing soon disappeared
Replaced with belief that my words were all weird
The chatter grew louder, it banged in my head
The Grinch stole my pluck, left my writing for dead
"Back away, Grinch!" I shouted with verve
"You can't take my faith, nor my courage and nerve!"
"I'll fall, to be sure, that's part of the game.
What you're doing is cruel, and your costume is lame."
He slipped up my chimney, scurried out like a mouse
I kept his cute doggie, cuz hey, it's my house
Words peeked through his bag, dumped without care
"You'd better not quit. No, don't you dare."
And so writer friends, shouldn't we know?
Hang tight to your confidence, don't let it go!
Has the Grinch ever stolen your confidence?
How did you snatch it back from the green beast?