Is it even possible to feel this insecure. It’s as if it has no cure. Thoughts covered up with millions of emotions that cannot be uttered because I cannot find the words to comprehend it.
I cannot expect a, “wow you’re so beautiful” because I always tell my soul that I am not as beautiful as her. Look, her face is oh so heavenly, beautiful. Her hair, I’m sure your fingers can just slip through it.
But, for me, there’s hope that one day I’ll be more than enough. I’ll be very beautiful, in fact, I’ll be breath-taking in every sense.
Yes, but for now, I want to experience this confusing phase that one day I’ll be a help to all.
Tell me: How do you deal with your insecurities?