That's what I'm afraid of.
Not being enough.
Not good enough, not smart enough, not pretty enough.
Who are you when you try being everyone else's angel?
Where do you run to,
when you realize the reflection in the mirror isn't you anymore?
What will be your refuge from your own tears?
When is it time to stop and decide to follow your own path?
Why do you refuse to listen to your own words?
Will you let life pass you by this way,
you not voicing out the true you that's chained deep inside?
I am learning to have faith in myself.