insecurites
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Tears, streaming down my face
Insecurities, flooding my mind
The clock is counting down; Life's a race
Of the confidence we're trying to find.
I show you a happy smile; an open embrace
I hear it during the day, as much as I try to push it away
I hear it at night, although I just try to see it as an attempt to fright
It grows louder when I am scared, it grows louder when I am insecure
“For Lexi Brain”because you are something specialand I see it in your eyesespeciallybut not restricted tothe time on FridayI thinkOr Thursday
