Accepting

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.

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