You know,
I accept it.
That I’m not worthy of love from another.
I don’t even care,
I just,
Want to play a video game without feeling guilty.
Want to take a walk through a garden without past demons trying to fill me with doubt.
I just,
Want to look into my mirror and be fine with what’s there,
Entirely.
Not just one or two pieces to a puzzle that can only be finished by plugging up every hole in my character.
Because,
I’ve been there for myself more than anyone else ever has.
Might be flawed,
But,
I care more for what I think of myself in a world colder than you’ll ever think.
A world always ready to kick someone while their down so they sink even further.
Yet,
A world with much beauty,
If you’re able to escape the inner depths of your ailing mind…
Who Am I To Ever Love?

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