I am not self-assured.
I am not absolutely comfortable with myself.
I doubt.
I worry.
I am unambitious.
I am lazy.
I look at other women and compare myself to them.
I do not treat my body with respect because I eat too much and do not exercise.
I am a bit conceited.
I am a bit manipulative.
I am a bit jealous.
I procrastinate.
I want.
I wish.
I desire.
I need.
I should.
I shouldn't.
I flaunt myself.
I hide myself.
I dream.
I hate myself .
Yet.
I love myself as well.
Why are things so simple yet complicated?
Why can't I follow my heart?
Why can't I follow through?
Why can't I just be myself and be happy?
Because I can always improve.
I can be better.
I should be better.
Fuck.
I vow it to myself.
I WILL BE BETTER.