These insecurities i have,
their never gonna stop aren't they?
Their never gonna
stop till it'll happen won't they?
I feel fat
I feel short
Im so stupid
Im so dumb
I can't hear
I can't speak well
People complain too much.
People worry too much.
Like me.
I can't hear well,
Please don't make my heart swell.
I can't see well,
Please don't blur my way to success.
I'm not smart enough,
please don't break my belief.
I'm just not perfect.
But then again,
I'll never will.
Nobody loves me.
Nobody wants to be a lover to me.
These insecurities,
some of them are true,
some are not
When am i gonna
wake up and know that
i'm amazing?
when am i gonna realize
that these insecurities are nothing
but in my brain?
when am i gonna realize
that someone's gonna love me
for who i am?
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