Victim

I am a victim of my own self convictions Driven by relentless ambition Always concealing my despondency Trained to be imperturbable My unremitting efforts throw me into chaos A madness caused only for self perfection However there is such beauty in imperfections Faults and flaws are unique and exquisite Unaccompanied by imitation Time to unmask who I am and who I have been For it must be removed to expose the truth Removing the facade like a fictitious ocean In the dessert Only then true happiness will replenish this once lost soul.

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Alexis Y.

Date: 10/21/2016 11:33:00 PM

Cont- Bravo to you for writing such a poem. A without a doubt SEVEN:-) Alexis

Sofia Ra
Date: 10/23/2016 9:12:00 PM

Thank you so much alexis. Your words are very uplifting. So So appreciated

Alexis Y.

Date: 10/21/2016 11:32:00 PM

Hi Sofia, I enjoyed the positive message within this write. When I was young girl I too was a victim of my own self convictions as well."Perfection" is all around us(a superficial perfection). It's on tv in magazines and etc. But it doesn't exist. I loved the line that there's beauty in our imperfections and flaws. When I got this truth I became free. Free to be me, imperfections and all. Do I have bad days? Yes, but that's part of life. But I choose to be my #1 fan and cheerleader.