Who You Are

I stare at my reflection in the mirror. Why am I doing this to myself. Losing my mind on a tiny error. I nearly left the real me on the shelf. To lose it all in the blur of the start. Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing. It's okay not to be okay. Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart. Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising. Just be true to who you are.