Here I stand

After a night of tears and doubts.
Pain and suffering.
I'm here.

Constant lines running through my head:
"She's going to leave, they always leave"
"I'm going to try to be better for you... going try and fail..."
"I'm not good enough"
"You're an idiot"

They're all just doubts.
I don't want to keep getting hurt,
But I also don't want to be alone.

Seems I'm weighing the wrong options...

-Rafael