Insecurities

Dear dear diary, where to start? I think I suffer from a troubled heart Let me share my theories They come in three parts First of all, I doubt myself Second one is that I tend to dwell Third is up, lonely as hell What a mess I'm sorry it took me all this time To confess my mental crimes But I think I'm ready now So let me introduce you to my mind Meet my insecurities Let's count in one two three Not smart, not pretty like a star Not weak, not tough, not nearly good enough Meet my insecurities Let's count in one two three Not small, not skinny like a doll Not sleak, not rough, not nearly good enough Mirror mirror mirror mirror on the wall I get anxious when I alcoholed Can't you see my agony? Or don't you care at all? All they ever say is to love yourself But is it wrong to lack some confidence I know they can feel it too We all do I'm sorry it took me all this time To confess my mental crimes But I think I'm ready now So let me introduce you to my mind Meet my insecurities Let's count in one two three Not smart, not pretty like a star Not weak, not tough, not nearly good enough Meet my insecurities Let's count in one two three Not small, not skinny like a doll Not sleak, not rough, not nearly good enough Don't know where to start It's like they're crawling down beneath Under my skin Seems like all they want Feed of my confidence again But I won't let them win Meet my insecurities Let's count in one two three Not smart, not pretty like a star Not weak, not tough, not nearly good enough Meet my insecurities Let's count in one two three Not small, not skinny like a doll Not sleak, not rough, not nearly good enough