Unworthy

In the pages of my diary, I find, A tale of unworthiness that's entwined. Words of doubt and self-critique, A reflection of a heart feeling weak. Each line reveals a battle fought, Between the dreams I've dreamed and what I've sought. In the depths of my soul, I question my worth, As I navigate this journey called life on Earth. But as I read through the ink-stained pages, I realize, unworthy I am not, in stages. For within the struggles and moments of despair, Lies the strength and resilience I often share. The diary tells a story of growth, Of learning to love myself, both the highs and lows. For in embracing my flaws and imperfections, I find the beauty in life's intricate connections. So, dear diary, let me confide, That unworthy is just a state of mind. For within the depths of my being, I am worthy, deserving, and worth freeing. In this journey called life, I'll continue to write, With each word, finding my own guiding light. No longer defined by unworthiness's sway, I'll pen a new chapter, embracing my worth every day.