I'm insecure. I'm weak. I'm not good enough. My mind races. I'm anxious. I'm a mess. I'm far from perfect.
I can't help feeling like I'm constantly battling my demons. They whisper all of the things you've called me. You're disappointment, You'll end up just like her they say. The voices seem to get louder everyday. you're pathetic, they will all leave you standing alone. I'm the only thing constant in your life. I try to fight the whispers but now the voices are shouting. I look in the mirror at my worst enemy it has always been me. I try to **** the voices in my head with happy thoughts but they always come back. The only thing constantly in my life are those voices in my head.