Doubt

I walk these empty halls,
With a silent pounding in my chest.
The voice inside my head swears,
That I will never pass the test.

And although I want to believe
That it's words are nothing but lies-
I can't help but look down,
At my dull, cryptic disguise.

How could I possibly
Escape this deadly maze,
When I can't even overcome
A stupid, teenage phase?

But maybe this isn't something
I can just forget about.
Maybe there's a reason
That my mind is full of doubt.

Who am I to claim,
That the voices are not true?
Deep down, I'm a failure.
This, I always knew.

So I wander this dark corridor
No better off than when I started.
Still searching for an escape,
From the land that was left uncharted.

I am oblivious to the time
It will take to get away.
So I store my heart in a metal chest,
To preserve it for a better day. 

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