Insecurity…

Looking at my mirror, I see a face I am not proud of.
A face I have to deal with regardless
This face is a subtle reminder of my fear, doubts, and cowardice.
A face I am unable to get rid of.

You are not good enough, I hear the voices again.
Ever so powerful and loud.
Don’t bother trying as you’d fail again
I stood there with my Insecurities as a stamp on my forehead.
Feeling tired and not good enough, I shied away from the rest of the world.

Inability to ruin everything before I start becomes the order of the day.
Self-doubt and fear become my greatest companion.
Each accompanying me through life's journey.
Never backing out, I am forced to deal with them.

When will I get the courage and strength to conquer the world without feeling less?
When will I break the shackles of fear and accept who I am?

When does it ever end?
When will I get rid of it all and forge ahead?
I guess time will tell.
While I wait for time, I shall also do my own part.

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