Why is it?
Why is it that how
I see myself
Is never
How I really am?
Why do my
Simple wants
Feel so complicated
To achieve?
Is my body aching
Just a reflection
Of my mind?
My heart hurting
From my own
Neglect?
It be so much
Easier to find
Someone else
To blame.
There are a few
I could make
Play the part.
None of them
However, are
Responsible
For the discontent
I have in my head
Or the pain
that feel in my heart.
I wish
One morning
I could
Wake up and see
The person I feel
I'm meant to be.
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Happy Musings of my Inner Critic
PoetryI am on whole a very positive person. Most people who know would tend to agree. However, I have a little secret. I tend to argue, fight, and pout just about everyday with that little voice we all have in our heads. I refuse to be defeated by said an...
