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How foolish I was,

To think I had insecurities,

Turns out I’m insecure,

My demons & doubts intertwined,

VIP access given so they can ragdoll my mind,

I fear they’ve left nothing behind,

Fake it till you make it they say,

How many have truthfully crossed that line?

Or is everyone deceiving themselves?

If the work ain’t being done everything else is paper mache,

Don’t confuse who you are with what you portray,

& be mindful of your insecurities leading you astray,

Easier said than done,

I’m not one to judge,

I’ve been losing this battle before I even realised I was fighting,

A wise man once said he transports out of his own body for comfort,

It still resonates with me,

If my own mind isn’t a safe haven I have to find someplace else to be,

I’ll let you pick you own vices,

I’ve already chosen mine,