To compare is to kill,
Mentally if you will.
A weight on the heart
That will give you insecurities a head start.
This I don't doubt for I have felt it myself.
A voice, a face, a body, a race.
I have compared myself beyond repair.
I accumulate my flaws,
Build them up like unbreakable walls.
I use them as a shield now.
There lay only one door.
Escape is rare now,
For there live many halls.
Flaws I can't fix, and flaws I don't want to.
Flaws I will fix and flaws that continue to brew.
But these flaws will never break me, unless I compare.
Compare myself to others.
Compare myself to them.
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Poetry Of All Sorts
Şiir- Book One Of My Poetry Series - Throughout life we morph and change depending on the things we see and the experiences we exchange. Poetry has been my refuge whilst taking on the small battlefields of adolescents. So I give to you, the beating h...
