I have insecurities, everyone does.
Mine are different,they cripple me
My insecurities are my disabilities.
I know the words I need to say to you,but I have a whales tongue
I fear commitments,yet all my life I have been committed.
Committed to courses that have wasted my time,my memories.
But am still attached to the lessons.
I get attached easily,that’s an insecurity,
So stop telling me to stop confusing you,
Am more confused.
I want to have a future with you,but I don’t think you fit into my present.
I know you are beautiful,but am still stuck at pretty.
I know you deserve to be chased,like every other girl.
Am sure I want you as my meal.
But I don’t want to get attached to the haunt.
I understand a real man knows what he wants,
And I need to pick a side
Am just being real with you,am insecure about making a wrong choice with you,
Like how my exs made wrong choices with me.
I hate my insecurities for blocking from fallin in love with you,
But I don’t want to fall for you,
Only to be more insecure.
(C) Mohamed Rashid.
Budding Literature 