Confidence!

When you are too rigid, you can be broken, Please don't tell that I am the reason. When you are too viscous, you can be the grease, Spread between two surfaces, in hinges and bolts and nuts, To get pressed always for the sake of lubricating sacrifice, Please don't tell me that I am the reason, For the excruciating pain that you wanted. When your density is one and you think it is fun, All the dirt will dissolve in you to make you to stink, Please don't tell me that I am the reason. When you are the magnet, you can pull the good Iron, Leaving all the bad to get neglected to be negligible, Please do tell that Magnet, YOU, have the confidence.