Helping myself is a hard thing to do
Of course, if it was easy, I wouldn't be here.
Reviewing one's actions and emotions,
Searching for something new, though
Every now and again, a reminder comes through.
Taking the time to assess my needs
Hoarding things and information
Even though it sounds selfish to me, it is
Right for me at this time.
A moment later, a deeper breath,
Picturing my ideal self
Yielding to my own self therapy.
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Random Poems
PoesíaThis is just some poems that I have written for school and for fun. I rant and cry and laugh and go just a little crazy so please enjoy.
