Mirrored Caricatures – Day 62, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

A caricature my beloveds’ memory of myself it became.
But,
Jokes on them since I laugh at myself,
Anyway.
I tend to believe if you can’t giggle at yourself,
A part of you is dead inside,
In need of revival…

Nobody’s perfect.
As cliché as it is,
Nobody’s certain!
Of themselves completely.
We,
Stumble at times.
We,
Crumble and cry.
Sometimes,
We just need a big ole’ humble pie!
Our faces will get stuffed by from time to time…

Why not just,
Lick the corners of our mouth and savor the crust?
Adjust our collars and cater to what’s,
Best for us.
The faith in the Rough!
We’re obliged to have,
If we are to withstand,
The weight on our shoulders…
Baggage I promise will fly!
The more we uphold a,
Bar up to us to set…

Increasing your reps,
In what you do best,
Is more important than what anybody has to say about how you address,
Your tears and why they drip profusely.
Go ahead!
Lift yourself up without any shame nor excusing,
What others deserve to see!
What others deserve to read!
Your story…

Your story isn’t quite as bland as you think.
Just,
Sift through each season in your mind,
And,
Sprinkle those tears on a page.
You’d be surprised!
At how many people will relate and look forward to the uprise,
Of your palms flowing in a journal imprinted with what saved you.
Who knows?
Maybe,
You can help save a few,
Too…