Countlessly,
I have found myself with the fleeting desire
to be all the people who have replaced me
and those whose memory I was meant to erase.
Though as quickly as I process the thought,
the wish to be who I am not dies
and I am left only feeling shame.
Shame that for even a split second -
I didn't see my worth,
I thought I wasn't good enough,
I compared myself to another.
Although, mainly shame for in that brief moment,
I didn't love myself.
Jan 25, 2018
Jan 25, 2018 at 2:19 PM UTC
Countlessly,
I have found myself with the fleeting desire
to be all the people who have replaced me
and those whose memory I was meant to erase.
Though as quickly as I process the thought,
the wish to be who I am not dies
and I am left only feeling shame.
Shame that for even a split second -
I didn't see my worth,
I thought I wasn't good enough,
I compared myself to another.
Although, mainly shame for in that brief moment,
I didn't love myself.
Always working on self-love.
