The things

poem by: Aina A
Written on Nov 05, 2016

#33
Do you know yourself?
No. Like truly know yourself.
In an honest and confronting way.
The way that makes you feel uncomfortable.
Where you realise that the faults you have are many.
Do you then try and fix yourself?
Do you then try to be a better version of yourself?
Do you then start to cram your life with things to do?
Dancing classes.
Cooking classes.
Language.
Maybe karate.
Well you know what sir?
You're on the right track..but do not be a dickhead and distract yourself from the inner ..deep pain you really gotta heal.
Heal it bitch.
Because if you do not..all those layers of activities will be for nothing.
Benign they'll be.
Useless.
And in the end all that you will have is a  broken 'you' inside a costume.

 

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