Release
whats interesting about giving up
is that it is my fault,
my choice to stop putting in the effort
to make things better.
i allow myself to have this
fictitious sense of control.
because what else am i
supposed to do?
what happens when what i have to give,
who i am
is not good enough?
Copyright © Katlyn Showers | Year Posted 2022
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