hold me tight, i'm falling fast

I talk a lot about courage. I try to be brave. I think I have it all figured out. I feel strong.

I'm vulnerable.

I look into the eyes of everyone around me, whispering that they'll be there for me, take care of me, sweep me off my feet, give me everything I need.

      And I tell them I can do it by myself. 

I hear people say they want me, I'm good enough, I'm pretty enough, I'm funny enough, I am what they need.

      And I tell them to forget me.

I'm better than that, I don't need anyone, I'm smarter, I'm stronger, I'm nicer, I'm more than you.

c o n f i d e n c e   f a  l   t    e     r      s.

The truth is I'm growing up. I'm losing pieces of myself, I'm finding them again. I'm shutting down, I'm waking up. My heart is locked. I'll never cry. 

Slip your fingers through mine and remind me that it's worth it. 

I'm worth it.

You're worth it.

so vulnerable.

SO STRONG.

Courageous.

p.s. i have no idea.