This year...
I'll need help accepting who I am
so I can work towards
who I want to be.
I don't need shine
or the glitter,
I've lived 22 years
happily without it.
But what I do need
still eludes me.
Help me
to be consistent in meditating
to find the answers
to all the questions that
weigh down my restless heart
and trouble my curious soul.
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22 & Learning Poetry Collection: Curiously Beautiful
PoetryBeing vulnerable is one of the scariest things any human being can do; to unfasten the armor reinforced by a lifetime of difficult lessons, strip down to nothing but the fine curves of one's existence, and bare the scars of the soul in the sincerity...
