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At My Worst
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My thoughts
I write a piece
like I have written
a hundred times before.
Yet the idea is fresh in my head,
as if I never wrote it.
The actions and things things I have
said bother me.
I know people aren't always perfect,
but I think I am far from being close at all.
I do try,
and I seem to always
come up short.
Failing at what I feel
I should be aspiring to.
There are things I would
have like to accomplished by now.
Traits in me I would
like to have seen disppear.
Characteristics change,
but regardless, here I am.
Incomplete.
How does one accept me
when I feel like I am at my worst?
