Insecurity No identity Finding it hard To cope with reality Taking over The greater majority A lack of confidence Is all that I see Someone to confess to Someone to confide in Someone to believe in That's what you seek My mind is mine I won't partake In petty rituals For traditions sake When I'm forced to choose And the choice I make is right I'll take the credit Not some spiritual insight Someone to confess to Someone to confide in Someone to believe in That's what you seek