Myself
Myself
Cold nights
Violent fights
Helplessness and fears
Sadness and tears
Feeling small
Bowing to all
Never good enough
Pretending I’m tough
Talking too much
My past as a crutch
Hating myself
My pride on a shelf
Needing approval
Ego removal
Coming to grips
Time as it slips
Copyright © Jim Vandevelde | Year Posted 2021
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