Therapy only went so far
The doubt is so persistent
you might not even notice her
fluttering eyelashes, not-so-subtle
whispers she blends in with
do I belong here
and why am i trying to fold into myself
why aren't I speaking louder
why do all of my sentences end in a question when
i know i am right
i know i am smart
i know i make good decisions
i am more worthy than i have ever been
why does she still get to live here
when everyone else has left