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insecurity


A heavy rock on your shoulder,

A ray of darkness on your chest.

She follows you everywhere you go,

But only you can hear her.

 

She whispers all your weak spots,

And like a snake she wraps herself around you.

She would not let go until you cry

It's her favourite job to do.

 

She looks back at you in the mirror

Mocks you in every way

She knows all your flaws

And makes sure you do too

 

She is a real nightmare and 

She calls herself insecurity

 
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