Insecure

Insecure

Insecurity never leaves her side

It’s wrapped tight around her

Insecurity never leaves her side

The smell of fear walks with her

Is change this hard to survive

Among other people

Is change this hard to survive

Within other women

She can’t go on waiting to feel

A cloak of the familiar to arrive

And save her this time

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