Hard on Myself
Iām hard on myself in ways no one ever sees. I hold myself to standards I never asked anyone else to reach, carrying expectations that feel heavier than my own skin. People tell me to be gentle, to breathe, to give myself graceā for grace has been here all along. In a heart that remembers everything, In a mind that keeps score even when no oneās playing. I pick myself apart beforeā¦
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