Self-Acceptance
I am Avery.
I am a student, sister, surrogate friend.
I am driven, determined, dedicated.
They all expect a lot of me.
They think I am perfect.
I work hard, study hard, run hard.
But they are wrong.
I am not perfect.
I am hopelessly lost in a world of hurtful lies that is inevitable.
I am a sunny day.
But eventually the clouds have to come out.
I suppress the rain.
But in private a hurricane ensues.
I am broken.
I am Avery.
I am a bad driver, bully, blatant narcissist.
I am massively oblivious, mean, malevolent.
They all think that being me is easy.
They think I am cruel.
I fight, cheat, lie.
But they are wrong.
I am not perfect.
But I am okay with myself.