Sometimes I think I am wasting my life and am suck ass loser
Who should dig a hole and lie in it until the wind covers me with dirt
Sometimes the inner critic gets so loud and hurtful I can’t do anything but listen as she cuts me into bits of flesh and failure
After a while she shuts up and then I can put myself back together and finish another line
Annieepoetry 
You’re good enough. You’re good. I am sorry to hear of these periods of torment. … It’s really the only logical response to those who see more of the world than their neighbors. It’s ironic and curious, to me at least, that the cure lies in seeing even more of it.
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I agree. Happiness comes from embracing life in its entirety. The insecurity and the soaring ego, the death, the birth, the desire and fear… etc. Thank you for your kind words
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Nice
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