Hoping to be Accepted

While I live
I am not always loved

While someone hears me
They do not always understand me

While I feel
Others will not accept my emotions

Still, I breathe and hope for love, understanding, and clarity.
As a human, I reserve the right to be wrong from time to time.

Yet, still, I hope for acceptance

5 thoughts on “Hoping to be Accepted

    1. Sonali, I frequently step over the line. I grew up in abject poverty, with many blurred lines around me. I learned I had to accept myself, warts and all, and build a tough shell around my heart. You will belong, just as quickly as you accept yourself, warts and all. It is the rest of the world that has a problem in not seeing you properly.

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