Voice Of Heart ✅

Moulds? No.

I thought of taking a drastic step some years back. The step of changing myself into how others want to see me.

The feeling of being incompetent was eating me up alive with each passing moment. I just wanted to be someone who can be praised, who can be recognized.

Pointing out all my so-called demerits I started shaping up myself in the mould that was made by others.

Inept?

Adept?

What should I be? Obviously, it's adept, a perfectionist.

Now after some years, something changed not everything but something. I started questioning myself and the change was the questions weren't on me, they were for them. For the mould creator.

Are they perfect?

Are the perfect in those areas in which I'm?

Are they that much capable to throw their own moulds on me?

And the most important one, should I take those moulds seriously?

Is there a need for me to pay the damn attention to them?

Am I not enough?

Am I not capable of giving them a good dose of vitamin?

Yes, I'm.

Yes, I'm.

I'm enough,
because I'm a creation of a perfectionist,
because the one who made me knows me better than those people,
because he like each of his creations.

So I'm enough.

All I need to do is set a target to find reasons to adore myself,
To love myself,
To be sensitive,
To be cool,
To be happy-go-lucky,
To love my demerits.