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A S T E R I A Sep 2020
Let me rebuild myself from scratch
From my fears, from my past,
But this is a process and ain't by batch,
And I'm not escaping nor forgetting
The pieces that brought me where I stand.

But let me ascend my soul
From doubting my goals,
From my insecurities and people's expectations,
Cause I was born with imperfections,
Dealing them was my detention.

I no longer want to be on a mission
From this society's impression
That even comparison became a norm
And self sabotaging is daily worn
And saying yes is the only thing you can moan.

Let me fly on the sky
Without fearing on falling down.
Let me take risk again fully
While learning to love myself deeply.
Be patient dear self for your becoming a phoenix.
A S T E R I A Feb 2020
Petulant in her bedrock,
Serene in the eyes of the crowd,
Alas! Oblivion but not.
A S T E R I A Feb 2020
You are not your mind.
Either you control it or it controls you.
There is no middle ground.
Or perhaps I should use "emotion" rather than "mind"? How do you handle it when it starts to over power you?

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