I'm caught in fear and sometimes left behind.
You? A maestro with this score of words?
I find your lack of confidence absurd.
You are the mirror image of myself,
an outlet to promote our common health.
Indeed, and I am proud to be your friend,
Without you what is there to comprehend?
Why do I think of Durden, come
to carry pain this burdensome?
No, think instead of Ipkiss, and recall
That romance isn't hopeless at all.
You are the brave, inventive pioneer.
I'm sometimes left behind or caught in fear.
I'm only you, and ours is void critique.
Now, let's find our voice of confidence, and speak.
