Insecurity is the bane of my existence
I think it’s gone, but it’s only hiding,
Waiting for the best time to show its face again
My mind has trust in everyone except me,
It is easily persuaded by opinions it puts in everyone else’s minds
Which range anywhere from annoyance to idiot to incompetent
Then my mind takes these “opinions” and makes them its own
So by the end of the day I look like the biggest idiot in the world… to myself.
It is a never ending whirlpool leading me straight into the ground
I am broken by all of the unsaid statements that may or may not even exist in other peoples’ minds.
If only I could learn to switch off my mind, I think then I could truly learn to love myself, and with that, be happy.
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