Dwell

Here I go again
beating myself up
For all of the things I can never be
Instead of embracing all that I am
After all, isn't everybody "somebody"?
Isn't everyone "someone"?
And all we really want
is to have someone look at all of our imperfections
and say "that's okay, I’ll love you anyway."
Oh how I pray for "maitri", "loving of oneself"
So that I can be the last woman standing
When there's nothing else left
Here I go again
Wishing that I could turn back the hands of time
And do the right thing instead of the wrong thing,
The strong thing instead of the weak thing

Angela D Bean

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