welcome, me,
i say to myself, out loud
because i can’t seem to
get on my own side
without making it a show
for someone
else
[that feels like an important lesson to have sink in]
welcome, me,
i say to myself, out loud
because i can’t seem to
get on my own side
without making it a show
for someone
else
[that feels like an important lesson to have sink in]
pondering philosophies —
i wonder why i
seem to flounder when it comes to
strong opinions and staunch stances
but that’s just from the inside
if i zoom out, i realize
i do have a very strong morality —
a constant running baseline
that i live my life by:
kindness
and if i zoom out a little further,
i can see how living my life
with so much pressure and hatred towards myself
is in direct opposition to my main focal philosophy…
perhaps
perhaps
perhaps
i need to be kind to myself
in order to feel more like
the myself i would like
to be
oh no
the feels
where are they coming from?
my therapy was great
giving myself permission
to feel as others in my industry feel
but i guess i didn’t expect it to happen
the very next day
so what do i do?
—feel the feelings—
—breathe through it—
—don’t expect an ending—
—don’t expect anything—
—just feel—
—cry if you need to—
—feel—
—your—
—feelings—
(you are allowed)
(i am allowed)
(i am allowed)
losing focus
abandoning poems
trying to find the dopamine
to follow
(
damn,
if i find it,
i give myself full permission
to follow
fully
)