Don't Speak

Insecure

I only write when I get to so lonely in my thoughts.
Even when the world doesn't make sense.
I get so caught up in my doubts.

I get so insecure about the spaces between my fingers.
The feeling I get when I shop alone.
I swear the laughter pierces my ears.
Maybe I'm just a little insecure.

I don't like the way my hair looks so I dye it.
I don't like the way my jeans fit.
The sound of my voice or the sound of my laugh.
Even the sight of my calf.

I know deep down only I can change the way I am.
Sometimes I don't even know who I am.
Maybe I'm just a little insecure.

I'm no size two.
I'm not five foot two.
I'm not girly,
But I'm not manly.
I'm no Wonder Woman,
But I'm human.