It's not often that I raise my pen. To criticize the way I am. I have learned with every rhyme, To raise my eyebrow at the world, A sharp, dry, scathing comment, For your hypocrisy every time, As I bubble wrap my insecurities, Hide away from all the difficulties. But now, I need to change the tide, Acknowledge the shortcomings in the mirror, Then ascertain or even worry about the future. With every passing moment it gets clearer, That the narcissist within me dies at every scar made by my own pen. But, my dear, it needs to be done. Accept my own imperfection, And work towards gratification. #notoften #YQBaba