I can't hold on to the things that make me so fucking angry. It's just not healthy. I can't let go of the things that people say about me. It's just not easy. I know myself, but not enough. I know my worth, but my self esteem is stuck. Weight on my back, got me sinking low. Knee deep in feelings that I just can't let go. I am addicted to my own limitations. The only threat to personal growth is myself. I can't hold on to the things that make me so fucking angry. It's just not healthy. I can't let go of the things that people say about me. It's just not easy. I know myself. I know my worth. But my accomplishments, still amount to dirt.