Doubt

That feeling of not being able to accomplish anything really puts her down.
She knows if she believes she can accomplish anything yet doubt is always playing with her mind.
She wants this to stop. Now.
How wonderful her day was until doubt crept into her mind and planted a little tiny seed.
Slowly yet quickly that seed bloomed and her confidence soon diminished to zero.
How many times has she told doubt to leave her alone ? Millions.
But doubt seems to have this fascination with her.
Doubt never wants to leave her mind and it's always eager to plant its little worthless seed.
Seeing her fail is doubt's only biggest joy.
Flee, Shoo, Get out of here she repeats over and over again.
No use.
She then stops what was bringing happiness to her and gives into doubt.
"You have won once more," she says, "but not next time i can promise you that."