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Click hereSo much has changed
inside me and around me
who I was and who I am
can I still be
enough?
A skilled actress takes over intuitively
For every stage the ideal role and words
The expression on my face a perfect match
A cardboard naked doll to be dressed at will
Always right for the occasion
always matching the décor
Yet it feels like nothing fits
outgrown – estranged - deformed
Desperately I improvise, but
cracks are slowly showing
Vulnerable and naked
I stand and fear
I will never do
will never be enough
Will I ever learn
to be proud of who I am,
to show the stuff I’m made of?
Will I ever truly love
myself the way I am?
Is that when I will
finally be
enough?
Of course, you are enough<br>
And as you are always becoming<br>
you will always become more<br>
than merely enough for anyone<br>
isn't that our biggest fear, to not be enough? To me it's very recognisable. Honey, you are more than enough, believe you me (and if you don't, ask MF!) Thank you Anna. (xxx)
I love your vulnerability, your openness, your nakedness. Imperfect though we may each be, together we are indeed perfect.
I love you