Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Poem

Insecurity, The Greatest Foe In Me

It's hard to explain
What you feel when looking at the rain
Your struggles and pain
There in your heart, they remain

Every now and then
Your heart throbs in a sudden
You feel like you've been forgotten
Though you still try and try to make it happen

Because of what they call "insecurity"
And how you think of your incapability
You realize you are not their property;
Insecurity, the greatest for in me



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