The insurmountable weight of judgement

Held me back from release

Sometimes it felt like I was born to be dragged

Without the courage to beg, “Please”

I was raised in a foreign land

Drowning in the expectations and rules

I’d lost touch with my own people

Subconsciously dismissing them as fools

Guilt-ridden as an adult, I cringed at my past

Wondering where I had lost the strength of my core

Had it ever really existed? I wondered if I missed it

Detaching from learned pessimism because it was such a fucking bore