Am I good enough?
Am I pretty enough?
Am I smart enough?
Fun enough?
The thoughts flow through my mind… rent free
Thoughts turning into little flies buzzing at my head like no tomorrow… just pure annoyance and frustration
As if I’m on ice about to fall beneath the cracks,
The sound screeches more and more with panic pulsing and pushing at my heart like a dagger that’s way too deep to pull out…
Yet it bleeds… and bleeds from within
– an endless game of torture
A treacherous cycle between the mind and the brain… spinning and spinning
– spiraling into nothingness
Just thoughts of wonder…
Me wondering if I am good enough
Words so simple, yet heavy
Too much weight, no mind should carry such thoughts
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