In the silent chambers of the mind,
Insecurities like shadows intertwined,
Whispers of doubt that linger and sway,
A haunting presence that won't go away.
In the mirror's reflection, flaws magnified,
Insecurities breed in the corners, wide,
A fragile heart wrapped in chains,
Struggling to break free from its pains.
In the depths of vulnerability, fears reside,
Insecurities like thorns, hard to hide,
Yet in the journey of self-discovery,
We find strength in our own recovery.
