Wrote this in the middle of the night, and don't remember a thing.

Living out my worst nightmares
It's like all my insecurities eat their way to the surface
They eat away until there is nothing left
When I hit rock bottom my confidence builds me up again
The vicious cycle repeats itself
While awake and while asleep
Over thinking over analyzing
Wondering, worrying
Stop.
Everything is going to be fine