My perfectionism is an obstacle

It keeps me  questioning myself and my abilities

If I cannot assure perfection,

I find myself backing away from a situation

I recognize this.

I fight it at times

At times it wins the battle

And keeps me in its shackles

Preventing me from doing a thing.

I, however, refuse to give up

For as long as I have breath in me

I will keep fighting against perfectionism

Understanding that indeed

It is our imperfections

That make us human



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