Ability.

You are afraid to be loud.
You are afraid of being proud.
You are afraid of voicing out.
You are afraid of shining bright.
You are afraid of being put down.
You are afraid of the light.
Yet you detest the dark.
You are afraid of emptiness.
You are afraid of loneliess.
You are afraid of dependency.
Yet you adore companionship.
You are afraid of intimacy.
Yet you seek relationships.
You are afraid of losing out.
You are afraid of feeling down.
You are afraid of shutting down.
You are afraid of performing.
You are afraid of jealousy.
You are afraid of being yourself.

Just what are you afraid of?

"You are beautiful, no matter what they say. Words can't bring me down."

Whatever happened to your oozing charisma and overwhelming confidence?
Whatever happened to your ability to lead?
Whatever happened to your will to believe?
Whatever happened to your unwavering pride?

What's the deal with the strings holding you?

-Libradoll?