It’s nothing new, but her spirit is breaking under the weight of an endless string of spiraling thoughts. “Not good enough,” it rings in her head. And the louder the voices are, the more she believes the lies. “It doesn’t matter; you are not good enough.” Her facial expression is hard, stony. She needs someone to help her put the broken pieces back together. And if she dreamed awake, she might be the one.
She covers her ears, but all it does is preventing the words from leaving her mind. She is her own cage. She piles the heavy words one on top of the other, hindering her from breaking free and shine.
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reflections of an unquiet mind 