A Glimpse Into This Brain of Mine Part 2

hypocrite..

Laying crying in the fetal position at 10pm
All I can think is "Jesus I'm such a hypocrite"
I write yall poems and songs of strength and bravery
And my mind is a battlefield of self hatred and doubt
"Love yourselves, babes, I'm here for all of you"
But I'm not here for me
There's a hole in my soul that I can't seem to fill
I don't know what to do I don't know what to think
I want to believe my own words
Spell believe right on the first try
But I just can't bring myself to be ok
And that hurts