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One of my many poems that I can't find a name for. Ideas for a title are welcome.

I know that

I’m far too

Insecure.

                                    But that doesn’t

                                    Mean that I

                                    Can control it.

I can’t even

Think straight

From it all.

                                    The cruelest of

                                    Comments don’t

                                    Come from you,

Or even from

Anyone else

That I’ve ever

                                    Met, because

                                    The insults that

                                    Make me cry,

Come from

                           Me.