Insecurities.
You're beautiful they say, There's nothing you need to change, Don't be insecure, The list goes on. So why do I constantly feel like this, Why can't I believe the words they say? Is it because deep down I know I've always been insecure? Comparing myself, Saying I wish I had this or that, Knowing the damage I'm creating, So why? Why do I do this, Hurting myself and the ones around me, Creating all this pain and hate, Knowing it won't better me. Why? they say, love yourself Before anyone else But with all these insecurities Eating me alive. I don't know how to truly love, This curse stuck with me That came from the hurtful words of others With no cure left behind. Is the reason why I doubt myself' And worst of all, Never allows me to be truly loved. Written by Athalia