I Know What It’s Like


I know what it's like to
feel fragile, unsure, insecure.
In a place with no legacy to trace.
Living inside your mind, putting on a happy face.
Wondering why do I feel misplaced.
Convinced someone else is holding the answers.
Struggling
Really Truth lives in a mental place.
What can I say. Don't think about tomorrow today.
The moment is what you make of it.
Not hmm what can I take from it?
How many ways your body can break from it.
Lets get this clear volubility steams from fear.
Just know you are loved.

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