This is Who You Are

You shake when you yawn
And run a slippery tongue
along the inside of your top lip
where little freckles bump out

You never knew it wasn't normal
to feel every heartbeat
shake in your chest
to ring off your ribs
and know your pulse
just by counting

You feel life through and through
It freaks you out, but so does death
It makes you nervous just to exist

Wondrously fallible,
You house a host of contradictions
Intelligently distracted
A beautiful mess
Terrifyingly brave
Each new day is
nothing but a new test
And all you want today
is to do better than yesterday's best

You're lost in lofty aspirations,
Bound by your own human-ness
Perfectly whole yet forever incomplete
You wish to feel less,
To be entirely fearless,
But then no one would see you as I do
And in the greatest of tragedies
You'd cease to be you


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