• My insecurities.
    They're enough to make me break down and cry.
    Constantly telling myself I'm not pretty,
    I never will be.
    People tell me that's a lie,
    but do I believe them?
    Of course not.
    Feeling so alone.
    Feeling as if no one wants me.
    I'm just an outsider...
    trying to look inside on something perfect.

    Written: 7-3-09