Stuck in my head again
that little voice calling out
trying to remind me
of all my faults and failures
Chipping away slowly
at my insecurities
working to surround me
in dreaded isolation
I know the words aren’t real
but still they ring so clearly
they dance across my worries
and amplify my fears
and leave me here to wonder
if what I see and hear from otbers
is what’s really real
or if that little voice
is the only honest one
and I really am just better off
to let it all fall down