In the depths of my soul,
A darkness consumes,
Whispers of doubt and woe,
Echoes of past fumes.
The mirror reflects a stranger,
A reflection I despise,
My heart beats in a frenzy,
As I try to disguise.
The weight of expectations,
Bears down on my chest,
I struggle to breathe,
As I try my best.
The world is a cruel judge,
And I'm on trial,
My flaws are magnified,
As I try to smile.
But I'll face my insecurities,
With courage and might,
For I am more than my fears,
And I'll shine in the light.
My insecurities will not define me,
For I am more than my flaws,
I'll embrace my imperfections,
And let my true self draw.
So I'll face the world with confidence,
And let my light shine through,
For I am more than my insecurities,
And I'll conquer anew.
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