The more I looked inside, the more I sighed -
I hated imperfections, contradictions,
My weaknesses, my faults and my addictions,
I fought against myself - at least I tried...
The more I look inside, the more I smile -
I love my strength, my patience and my faith,
How I have changed and how I've stayed the same -
I have arrived, and yes, it took a while.
The more I looked inside...
© Copyright: Элиза Микаилова, 2012
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