"There comes a point when searching for perfection
b e c o m e s null and void.
Recognising that and stepping back is the hardest part of all."
I m p e r f e c t i o n can be beautiful.
It is a l w a y s within our reach.
It is a part of what makes us unique.
Why is it so h a r d to r e m e m b e r
When the lights are d i m in our eyes.
When no one's t h e r e to catch us.
We remember when we look at our friends.
We remember when it's not us the dent is in.
We remember until the mirror is turned on us.
Why the double standard?
T h e y ' r e good enough.
But I ' m n o t enough?
Some change is g o o d .
I will r e a s s u r e you,
You a r e enough, will you,
r e a s s u r e me too?
I will e n d e a v o r
to b e l i e v e you
Will y o u believe me, too?
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PoetryLiberty has lost herself and is searching for true freedom and that comfortable in between. This is a series of poems dealing with depression, anxiety and coping. I aim for this progressive work to be positive and up-building even if it does touch...
