Is me.
My grades aren’t me,
My life is the quiet failure
And the swim to keep my head above water,
My soul is the survivor
“Me” is laughing in the face of insanity,
And going back to try again.
Seeking better self.
Survival
Posted bysickybeatPosted inIdentity, Life, Words, Language, and ImageryTags:2022, absurdity, Accepting, Accomplishment
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I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty View more posts
SickyBeat 
Some photo!!! And your soul is so large and is a true survivor. Always dig reading your poems! And am privy for your having passed your first term at Law School! That is surviving!
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