I want to love the way I think
The flashes and images
The random insecurities
I don’t have to hate them
dismiss them
Each one is part of me
Each one belongs to me
The more I fight them
the more they fight back
If I treat them like monsters
they will act like monsters
but if I show them compassion
If I offer them love
A place to belong
they can transform
And the attention they clamor for
will be given freely
so they can release the fight
and know
they are welcome

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