I need to get out of this funk.
I am consumed by thoughts of my own inadequacy
When really I'm just another
Slightly ****** up
Human.
We're all the same, basically.
So there's no reason for me to
Obsess
Over my idiosyncrasies.
We all have them.
So I am now over it
For the next thirty days.
If I get over it
Maybe
Since we're all the same
Everyone else will
And then the world will continue spinning
The sun will continue burning
And I will continue loving.