
High standards bent my neck,
forcing me to look
at false mirrors;
a blink is all it took.
Then with closed eyes,
I breathed so deep
my neck relaxed,
insecurities fell asleep.
I’m awake again.
High standards bent my neck,
forcing me to look
at false mirrors;
a blink is all it took.
Then with closed eyes,
I breathed so deep
my neck relaxed,
insecurities fell asleep.
I’m awake again.
Beautiful. 🙂
Thank you, Jeff 😊