I prefer to be just like me.
When you think of it, it's quite easy.
There's a feeling of comfort in the skin and peace forever will reign.
All pressure will be released, and the thoughts of others won't matter.
I'm accepting and embracing who I am, built with uniqueness and authenticity.
I refuse to write someone else's story when my lines are all empty.
- Author: Tia Braithwaite (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 14th, 2022 16:52
- Category: Reflection
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