Many a time I have tried to be
What others want me to be - and failed
I cannot be all things to all people
And it was not until I recognised that in myself
And saw the limitations of my own capacities
That I began to be able to accept myself
and give up some of my quilts....
I cannot run a mile in 5 minutes
Nor soar like a gull in the morning skies
And there are mornings when
The day seems to stretch into disaster
And there would always be those times, those days
And if I recognise them not as failures and weaknesses
But part of my basic humanness
And the right to be imperfect
I will never have to be afraid again .....
That is one thing I have learned
And it has helped me now
At least to stand alone
Without the need to clutch and cling for support.......
Still,
It would be good if there is someone
It is not fun to be alone .... sometimes
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