The worrying thoughts you cause to drift in my brain make me feel insecure. Great days are suddenly flipped when I catch a glimpse of myself in a reflection and you pull me down.
Be this way. Wear those clothes. Talk like this. Lose that weight. You are so controlling.
I desperately want to let you go, but you keep coming back. You make me feel like a hypocrite.
You want attention and then you don't. You confuse me.
There is one thing I know. Every time I choose to ignore you and show my true self, your nagging gets quieter. I can hear my own thoughts breaking through. "You really are beautiful." And I believe it.
Every day it is a battle to overcome your nasty lies but watch me. Watch me stand back up and accept myself for who I am.
There may be days that are rough, and you start to creep back into my head, but you do not control me. I am enough. I am beautiful. I am made exactly the way I was supposed to be.