My mind

My mind is my worst enemy. My thoughts are a constant war zone that I can't escape. My imagination isn't all that glorious at times. My conscience is continuously telling me that I'm not good enough and that I will never be good enough. My mind is convinced that nobody will love me because I don't love me. Society tells me that I don't "fit in" because I'm not photoshopped and airbrushed. My mind tells me that I can't do better so I settle for the hand that is dealt to me. My mind is my worst enemy in the most indescribable way