Confidence Lyrics

I wonder if my memory serves me right

When I look back

Confident, competent

Can that really be how I began

Taught in school that we were the chosen ones

Cream of the crop

World at our feet

Captains of industry

Ready to rise to the top

With hindsight we were conned

The world we were supposed to lead

Is the world that is destroying me

At least I get the irony

Hard to say if all those expectations

Mean that I now fear the worst in every situation

Whatever the evidence

Some times bad things come to pass

But in my head the sense of dread

Engulfs my waning common sense

And I catastrophise

Must be perfect before I can criticise

Can't look you in the eyes and ask you to do better

'Cos I'm always doing worse

Rad Bobbo knows that this is folly

But Bad Robbo's on a jolly with my self-esteem

And I don't know when they'll be home

Elegy for former me

I have to hope that I can be

A better version of this person

Imagining how life could be

I have to hope that I can me

A better version of this person