Do I get to love
the mistake ridden me?
The one who sees the train coming
yet stays on the tracks
because she’s never even risked
standing on them before?
Do I allow myself
to make mistakes?
Knowing at the end of them
I am still loved and alive
I have learned and grown
And what even is a mistake?
Is it really such an evil
to try…….
Is it wrong to see if something works
only to find out it hurts?
Am I making mistakes
or just living life?


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