I have this voice in my mind,
That's always telling me I can do this alone.
That I don't need anybody else, that I can tackle all the world's impossibilities.
That I needn't ask for help,
That I wouldn't have to adhere to alternate paths.
That I didn't have to let anyone's voice take over mine and that I could forever dance to my own beat.
But maybe I was wrong.
It's only now that I realize-
Maybe my insecurities have lied.
And maybe that voice was pride.
~Via
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