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As strong as a migraine
Or as painful as broken ribs
This obsession of mine won't seem to go away
I've become like a wolf whining through the night
Or a newborn clueless of the world it fights
Always depending on other people
to become someone I'm surely not
How could I have let myself slip into a journey
so far that is has gotten so lost?
How have I left my insecurities unravel me
and steal my self esteem?
My missing element has been won by a battle
Between an alter-ego and a true self-believer
Which side has taken the ultimate prize?
That, I will never know
But I know that my faith is no longer held in the palms of my hands.