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I am nestled between comfort and discomfort.
I work hard and try new things within a limit.
Is this enough to grow? To become a stronger me?
I feel that it isn't; deep down I believe that
I can never do enough to be extraordinary,
stuck just a little outside of the ordinary.
More talent is needed than I can muster,
more effort than I can handle. So I break.
Worn out, like a well-loved toy,
I am tossed away, discarded, used up.
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Comments (3)
You certainly do have talent. This is beautifully written. Well done.
Amazing, don't be weak nor fear, be bold and go out there to succeed, you got this , 💪
This was so poignant and emotional. Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️