Slouch

I slouch too much

For my own good

Tell me to stand straight

I know I should

I have nothing to be ashamed of

Yet I act like I do

I should listen more

Try and stand true.

 

I scratch myself

When I get nervous

I become reserved

When I feel out of place

This isn't really me

I tell myself

I don't take my advice

It's a problem I face.

 

I write this as fact

No place to hide

I recognize my shortcomings

And take them in stride

One day this won't matter

It'll be better then today

I took the filter off

Because I had some things to say.

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