Horrible Little Tendency
I have this little tendency,
this horrible little tendency.
You see I tear myself down.
I critique and judge and generally hate myself.
I have this little tendency,
this horrible little tendency.
You see I doubt myself.
I tell myself I can't and so I don't.
I have this little tendency,
this horrible little tendency.
You see I give very good advice,
but very seldom take it.
I have this little tendency,
this horrible little tendency.
You see I really don't like myself,
so I act like someone else.
I have this little tendency,
this horrible little tendency.
You see I'm not who I seem,
I'm merely wearing a mask.
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