Hear that noise behind my head? <br />It's them talking, they wish me dead. <br />Their words of scorn seep down and true, <br />in my shoes what would you do too? <br /> <br />Dig a hole and hide my head? <br />Or edge off a cliff and dropp like lead? <br />Pop the pill and fall to sleep? <br />My mangled body in a heap. <br /> <br />Death is easy, Life's a chore. <br />But unlike death, it's not a bore. <br />So suck it up and stick it out, <br />It's not them, but you that doubts. <br /> <br />Self infliction hurts the most, <br />but doubt yourself and you are toast. <br />So stay just that hour longer, <br />and to life you may actually grow fonder.<br /><br />Mandy Lee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/self-doubt-3/
