Insecure

Insecure, she's so insecure
The little doubts nagging and ranting
Trying to tell her for sure
There is no point in breathing.

The muscles are cramped
Around her pretentious lips
Smiles and laughter never going damped
She's always ready with intelligent quips.

The night finds her alone and crying
Inside the room where none can see
Her happy mornings mocking her lying
When tumultuous emotions burst out free.

Gasping and choking, upon her own tears
Rocking to and fro as pathetic as can be
It bursts upon her, all her fears
Killing her soul, never leaving her free.

Insecure, she's so insecure
She searches for the ultimate answer
Nothing but silence is the cure
To save her from her night tremor.

Insecure, she's so insecure
She cuts deep to pacify her soul
The warm blood trickles down the sewer
She's pretty now, white skin against the kohl.