Sweetie, No


Do my downfalls make me unworthy of rising back up?

Ah, sheesh. What a dramatic way to start a poem.

Do I still have to answer that question, though? A question that you yourself might have been holding back?

Even after the days you got through despite everything, 

even after the eyes that sparkled with hope, even after crying, 

even after the goals you achieved despite nearly quitting, 

even after the breaths you took despite feeling heavy---

you dare ask if you are unworthy?

Sweetie, no. Just no. 

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