Pushing Me

I don't trust me,
never sure if it's good enough,
Just certain it's not quite right.

then you come in,
pushing me,
driving me forward,

If I can't trust me,

I do trust you,
your honest,
your real.

new things pour forth from me,
I bleed words,
I mop it up, and hide them.

then comes the push,

and the trust,
and people see me,
My wounds and warts,
my scars and smiles,
and they make them their own.

If I can't trust myself
I do trust you,
because your're pushing me.

(4Stormi4)


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