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I often struggle with feeling like I am not
worth
anything.
And on days when my mind is not as
suffocating I can recognize that I am
worth
everything.
Frequently I feel as those my worth
is measured by
others.
When my mind has nicer weather I
want to scream that it's
wrong.
That I shouldn't fall for tricks that
I play on
myself.
But when I'm in that state, the darkness
is so
compelling.
I am trying to teach myself that those
moments should be grey, not white or
black.
But only a fraction of myself is willing to
listen.
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Finding Myself I ▽
Poetry"She painted her soul with words and displayed the pain for all to observe." Where a girl is learning how to love herself and the complicated life she lives.
