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This Isn't Desperation
Desperation clings to my mind
Its coy cruel cunning surprises,
Its persistence and patience,
It distracts and destroys
My mind.
Comparison is the thief of Joy,
But I’m hardwired for this
Approval seeking behavior.
I’ll always measure my
Failures by their successes.
I find myself chanting
You can do better
You can do better
You can do better
You must do better
Obscurity overshadows my thoughts
Engulfing every ounce of energy.
There’s a swelling pride
In this endeavor.
I’ve never had much confidence,
But I can almost see
It finding me here,
And I hope and heave
This desperation. I find
A way to breathe and move.
I’ll keep climbing.
