I am worn,
weary of the thoughts,
the pounding heart,
the irrational sensation that no matter
how good I am, I am not worth enough
until I become laden with the fear
of abandonment
silently picking myself to shreds
but then I stop,
Why doubt my abilities
what have I done, to make me less than you?
so I forget and leave my
fears buried in the past,
and say goodbye at last.
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