A Fallacy

They tell me I am confident. They truly see me that way. Oh, but if only they knew. I'm not hiding, I'm not pretending to be anything I'm not, but the face I project makes people happier, perhaps, at least at first, than my true self, riddled with insecurities. If I can make you smile, feel at ease, then I feel that energy, that warmth inside, and I too grow. I feel the reflected joy and it sparks me off. But God, I know not confidence as you see it. I wish you only knew!