and i am not alone…
i see friends and strangers purge their deepest sorrow on line
i see a world where we strive to be perfect
but have no energy or motivation
i read through endless contradicting articles
and find inspiration for mere moments
i am told i am imperfect
i am told i am inferior – that i need to be something other then me
i am expected to carry this self loathing in my soul
and be grateful that ‘they’ point out my flaws
no one sees my talents my skills my passion
these are hidden with shame
hidden from sight
inferior – we always fight comparison
as we fight to be something we are not
pretenders on our own thrones
Anne Harrison 26.06.17
Tatterhood 