Dear doubts,
You need to stop speaking so loud!
I'm trying to figure life out.
Why are you so aggressive?
Especially when you're obsessive!
My accomplishments about to fade.
I've got a heartache.
The arguments I've caused, the amount of respect I've lost.
May I get some peace?
Leave me be please!
My securities are infected, all by insecurities so I just left it.
I've got plans yet, I'll doubt I'll regret it.
Doubt you're so cold I need to build me a fire.
Doubts also a liar, happiness is lost I need to make a flyer.
Always got the benefit of a doubt, don't know what to talk about.
Impossible to to gaze upon and reach for it.
If I thought it I've found myself doubting it.
So tell me, is this my desire or skill?
P.S
When will you doubt me