Heather P Wilson
Self Doubt
Refrain from walking on my soul
Causing worry, stress and fear
Waiting for me to crumble
Each time you are near.

Never try to control my thoughts
Or creep into my brain,
You have a nasty attitude
With your brutal disdain.

I know I am not perfect
That I`ll readily admit,
But no law have I broken
No-one has served a writ.

My every flaw is evident
I feel nothing need I hide,
I have no further need of you
You robbed me of my pride.

Now, be on your way
Allow me to breathe free,
With all my many faults
I`m happy being me.