growth
Those voices you hear
The ones that are really real
Those voices that tell you you aren't good enough
They soon become the little voice in your head
That voice that says you will never be good enough
That voice comes from the outside and slowly migrates within
Grows bigger with each failure
Starts as a village
Then a town
Then a city
A city of self doubt
A city built with insecurities
Insecurities society has planted
We are only but a seed
A seed being fed negativity
A seed fed with negativity can never reach the sky
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