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I AM | RUTH MAHOGANY | SPOKEN WORD

#imperfections #spokenword #IAm Written by Ruth Mahogany Perfection is too hard a task for a fickle human like me to hold together, So here’s the part where I say, I’d pass. Being wrong or right is not a static thing, We are all learning in this life thing. Check out more of Ruth Mahogany’s Content on AUDIOMACK https://audiomack.com/ruthmahogany Visit Vibratique Hub https://www.vibratiquehub.com LYRICS: Written By: Ruth Mahogany I am just another insecure human being walking here on earth, Trying to be the best, Trying hard to be the first, Trying to stretch myself into what every other person thinks is best. I hate to think I'm less, I mean, who likes it? So I hanker strongly for good opinions, Without it there is crisis. I'll kiss Anything goodbye that doesn't portray me as the nicest, As the most hardworking, Don't you see my quest To always be on top of my peers, It's a competition mindset! And I must Constantly stay in the good books of others, Or somewhere inside me I'll feel lifeless. I Am just another insecure human being walking here on earth, Addicted to getting it right, I am afraid of failing, Nobody told me that to take risks means, Having a failed attempt could come to be, That a failed attempt isn't evil, It is what it is. That they do not define me, But somehow they refine me, And teach me that no matter how hard life might be, I must learn to keep fighting. Insecure me, What can cure me? From the need to always be seen, Don't ignore me! What can cure me? From the need to be seen as incapable of a wrong deed. Do not bore me, With your tales of how to be better at the things I do poorly. Or tell me? I am getting it wrong maybe, Searching for my worth in the wrong places, Using the life of others as comparison basis? If another person is winning, what does that make me? A looser? Is this how I should rate me? It seems, That when it comes to something that looks evil, We are only comfortable at pointing at other people. But see, You and I have the tendencies to get jealous, To cling tightly to the approval of others, But this doesn't define us. Hello, Maybe we should all walk towards conquering ourselves and our egos, Embrace that we all have flaws, But flawed people are not less deserving of love. That I might not have the perfect life, The perfect character, the perfect job, Nobody does, But it doesn't make us less deserving of love. Some days, you would get it right, Other days you would get it wrong, You might be weak, Other days you might be strong, Some days, you might be healed, Other days you might feel hurt, Some days I might like you And other days I might not. But it doesn't make you less deserving of love. Some days, you will smile, Other days you will nod, Other days, you will frown, And you will not applaud, But none of these define us and make us less deserving of love. So who am I? I am defined by the I am. Not defined by my school grades, Not by applauses, awards or accolades, Not by profession, marital status, not by age. I am a living being, Connected to divinity within, Irrespective of the material things I have or those I don't, When we lie on our beds at night and close our eyes to sleep, That moment when we just are, When we just ‘be,’ Undefined. What matters is that life we feel inside of us, God within us. We are beyond things. You are, We are, I am! By Ruth Mahogany Utsu