why am I so insecure about myself?
about my body?
about my health?
and please don't even get me started on my acne
my worries just come at me
my insecurities wanna attack me
I'm guessing they don't want me to be any type of happy
runaway from all my flaws
but then they always seem to catch me
they have me
they fucking grabbed me
and throw into mindset of misery
I'm blinded of all the beauty
that I'll never see in myself
I try to hide it
but then I'm reminded
I ain't ever gonna fit in
with the mother fucking rest
I'm a mess
and im really stressing for what?
when I look in the mirror
my mind tells me that I ain't making the cut
I'm never enough
I see a new flaw every day
they like to change like the seasons
you will never get to see my pain through all of my lesions
because I've never had the help to pick up all of my pieces
why is it every time i see myself my confidence decreases?
if insecurities were a person it will probably be me
I got scars on my body that you probably won't see
I'm the only one to cover up my wounds when I bleed
but eventually I think the stabs will cut me too deep
am i the only one that crys when I sleep?
I don't be dreaming of sheep
I'm always dreaming of demons
cause people are giving me reasons
on why I shouldn't be me
like why I cant be unique?
without you knocking me down
my face kissing the street
I got blood on my feet
because it feels like im walking on needles
all of the evils making it harder to breathe
why is it so hard to keep?
a promise?
I promise that this society stops us from being honest and honestly I cant figure out whats wrong with me
its probably
the fact that im alone
and constantly
all up in my head
and im crying i think i rather be dead
put one to my head
thats enough said
~a.used.human
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