When did it become essential
above all else,
to reach our potential,
Is it this failure
that draws us into depression,
Our own harsh judgement,
with no soft sides
or compassion,

We look in the mirror
scowling and staring
at our own image
forever comparing
to our sisters and brothers,
We are a force to ourselves
with a soft heart
to others

We feel pain not beauty
it’s what holds us back,
Self made chains
tied to perfection
restraining the truth,
Well no more!
I will light the fire
that burns insecurities
transferred from youth,

Hold the flame high
shout naked for all to see,
then laugh and cry
knowing this is it…
I can be free…