No matter how hard I fought
And how much I opended up
No matter how much I overcame myself
And how much I changed
My insecurity is still there
But I don't really know where
The doubts are still deep inside of me
Like the roots of a tree
I can't get rid of them
They are just too deep inside
And also not easy to remove
But with them I just dont feel alright
I wont see them if I look down from this roof
No matter how much I try
I will always ask myself why
Why they are still there?
Why didnt I take care?
I try to remove them all
But every root is like a giant wall
I cant climb over
And I cant break 'em in
So I am confused how I should get rid
And how to stop to backslid
Why am I not happy and carefree?
All I do is whinig
When I am not included in one thing
When I miss out on one second or two
They are my friends
They are my family
But I feel empty and jealous
Everytime they do something without me
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The Hidden
ПоэзияIf you know me And read my poetry You might find a poem about yourself Be cautious Maybe it beautifully decries you Have in mind most likely you are special to me Remember I cared enough To write those words about you And if you don't know me But re...
