My dear Contradictions,
I donβt understand you.
I love you.
You make me who I am.
I feel magnificent.
I feel incredible.
I feel strong and present.
And
I feel unworthy.
I feel that Iβm not enough.
I feel that I disappoint.
So,
Towards Inside,
I feel who I am.
Towards outside,
I experience who I am not.
My dear Contradictions,
I donβt understand,
How can a mind be
So round,
To reflect all
Resonating sounds?
I am grateful for you
In me
But can you please
Let me be?
I want to grow
And you are stopping me.
I ask you
Please release me,
At least in this element
Let me feel some settlement.
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