I wish I could change
To turn into someone who‘s got it all figured out
Into someone who believes in herself
And doesn‘t support the toxic feeling called „doubt“

I would love to feel complete
Without having the need to count my flaws
While trying to fix myself
Just to end up the exact same way I always was

I keep hoping for perfection
And being free from tearing myself apart
But I‘m stalked by my own negativity
That keeps feasting on my bruised and battered heart

I should be proud of who I am
But it‘s something I never really learned to be
So I just keep judging my actions
And remain this flawed person I make myself out to be…

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