Insecurities
Fill my mind with momentaneous disgust
Fill my hands with blood
Mine.
Insecurities
Fill my mind with fears
Fill my face with tears
Streaming down.
They don't stop,
Insecurities
They destroy you
From the inside out.
Insecurities
They make you feel that you're not good enough.
The truth is
I never was good enough
I'm not good enough.
I'll never be good enough
For myself.
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