So many years spent hating myself.
So many nights filled with tears
because I can't escape my skin.
Today I choose to forgive myself.
Now I vow to accept the fact
that I can never be perfect.
I will not let my personal demons
take control of my optimism.
I will realize my weaknesses
don't define my character.
I will not allow disappointment
to leave me permenantly scarred.
I will not give other people
permission to bring me down.
My future belongs to me,
no one else.
Only I can change my path.
Benefits of painful
Benefits of painful experience. This poem is like the surrender to it.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "