Every day I have doubt
I feel that I’m never good enough
I question why you’re with me?
If I deserve your love?
Every minute of no news
I feel so insecure
Thinking that maybe you’re mad me
Thinking I’m a bore
Then I hate myself
For just being there
For just existing
Blankly just to stare
I sometimes just wonder
Why I feel this way?
My demons taunting me
They’re family, here to stay
intrusive thoughts will ruin you sometimes.
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Yep, they are always about
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