"i hide my insecurities"


behind the lies,
behind the jokes,
behind the talk about you,
I hide my insecurities,
'cause I don't know what else to do.
I talk about how bad people are,
just to hide how bad I really am.
I laugh at other people's failures,
but I cry at my own.
my list of bad things is longer than yours,
but I just can't seem to leave you alone,
I bug you about your problems,
but never worry about mine,
I nose in everyone's business
'cause I have none of my own.
If only I could admit this 
to someone else,
if only i could admit this to myself
it'd do so much more good
than resting my problems on the shelf.
making fun of others is too much more fun
than to be laughed at myself by anyone.
I need to keep watching their every step
in hopes that they mess up,
so i can bug them to death,
to keep them from realizing
I am just as they,
That I fall too
and they could get their way.
NO! I say I cannot let that be,
I must continue on,
acting like me,
keeping my secrets all to myself,
putting my problems back on the shelf,
waiting and watching,
those who go by and hoping to myself
that they will trip up,
and I can surely bug them,
and tease them and so,
to hid my insecurities,
of what I don't know.

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