I can't. I feel like I'm not good enough.
Not good enough for myself,
let alone others.
I feel judged,
by myself and by those around me.
I feel as though I am a book.
My spine stiff and unread
waiting for an avid reader longing to turn the page.
The spine may be unbroken,
the edges worn and torn,
but no one has taken the time to open the book
an break through the rough chapters that are the beginning.
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