Standing still, feet planted
Body frozen, mind racing
Fear takes over
Like another entity
I Am Perfect The Way I Am
The confidence I spent years belittling down
To nothing somehow regained its strength.
The insecurities I let dictate my happiness I now see
Not as imperfections, but perfections that make me me.
Drowning breathlessly never ending
Pounding vacancies with no guarantee
A gentle fatality has sweet design
Innocently separating with only a graceful tear
The imaginary power takes over the world, and the people in it.
Making minute things important, and important things unnecessary.
And so the world turns.
I fight upstream just to stay afloat
Agony and exhaustion come with each stroke.
Many times I find myself questioning
And the temptation to give up clearly beckoning.
My realization has just now begun
My life's not about what can't be undone
But trying to change the future beginning now
And figuring out what my purpose is about