The last person to be at war with is yourself
Not being able to distinguish the enemy from the friend became they are all the same
Looking at the mirror and being pleased with what you see
But the next minute, you are at war with your mind
The mind that calls you worthless
And makes you feel like the world will be a better place without you
Like your presence isn't contributing anything
The mind that makes you feel empty
And no matter how much you try, you can't fill the void inside of you
It makes you feel unloved and unloveable
And sometimes, it seems like it is right
Because, it always points out your greatest weakness
The mind can be your friend or your nemesis
Depending on the amount of power you give it
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This was so poignant and emotional! I loved it!
beautifully put