Insecure

Insecurities are loud they say,
Trust me, I know, I’m shouting them,
Busy not liking so many things about myself,
I spot them easily within you,
Fermenting, churning all the things I’d like to change about myself,
But falling back into the same old patterns,
Doubting that I am good enough,
Fearing maybe I have been the issue all along,
Unsure how to address them, in order to make significant change.
The feelings of not being good enough are overwhelming,
Building and building within me, to the point where I want to scream out,
Only making me feel even worse

September 2019- R1