You know I haven't written about looking at myself loathing what I see but is been weighing on my frontal lobe so I'm gonna write this outta me
I've been through to much to feel this way again
I refuse to give up I need to grow up and be strong, if not for me then my family and friends
But then maybe I've been strong for too long
All humans need time to breathe that sigh of relief from not having to fight any longer
But I've taken loss after loss and fallen down and each time I've gotten up I was hurt, but stronger
This throng of self doubt and disappointment hurts me to even talk about every time I seem to build confidence I get crushed by second guessing and doubt without my friends I don't even think I'd be here right now
So thank you all
I love you
And now pen, take your bow