The voices in my head echo and screech,

They are tormenting me every day and I wish I could scrub them away with the harshest bleach.

They tell me I'm not good enough, they remind me of my idiocy,

They state to me that you were never going to be the one for me.

Though the truth hurts, I suppose they're right,

This journey is an upwards battle but it is one I am willing to fight.