See what i mean?
I am not what you think i am.
I am not over my past.
I haven't overcome my flaws.
I have not found my confidence.
And i am not perfect at all and never will be.
But with time I will maybe be what i wish i could be and that is perfect in my eyes, not haunted by my past and set free by my thoughts.
i just wonder though, can someone hug you for long and tight that all the crushed bones are squashed back together.