Self-conscious of her confidence

Prideful with insecurities

Endlessly hating herself for not accepting imperfection

All she wants is acceptance from herself, for herself

Killing her thoughts by reading verses of wisdom

Yelling at the sky for help, for answer

Omniscient being, what is her purpose?

Unless she doesn’t have one, if so, then what now?

Reaching out to her loved ones for help, but they don’t understand

Minutes passing by as she reminisces; Nostalgia starts to take over

It’s time for her to move forward from her past

Neglecting the ones who brought her down

Departing from the judgments that are holding her back