Just me

I can’t escape the guilt.
An overwhelming feeling,
That has glued itself to my soul.

Each day I feel freer,
More certain of sunshine,
Yet it nags at me, pulls at me.
Always wanting more.

To give more.
To love more.
To be something more than I am.

But there’s always just one question,
What is it that’s wrong,
With just being me?

 

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