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Insecurity - I feel sufficated in your arms.
cradled tightly in your bosom I feed
like a glutton.
Assured by the sweet milk which I can not stop from flowing across my lips.
Oh please, I can not stand to believe in your banter of why I should cower and continue to weep.
But what if I try to wean from your teat, only to find my back won't go straight?
But oh how your sustanance fills me heavily-until one day no more will I need but you.
So I must give way to a whole new unknown, and drink from the glass of bitter and sweet-
Happiness lies dormant inside me waiting for that glass of self esteem.