I have a bone to pick with you.

I have a bone to pick with you,
For every time you chicken out of doing what you want to,
Because you’re scared you’d be ridiculed for wanting it,
Or because you think you’d fumble, you’d fail and scar yourself insipid,

I’ve a bone to pick with you for every single time you singe your brain with trepidation, because you believe you ain’t good enough for anything you want to be,
For every single time, you ludicrously underestimate your ability,

Because, it’s time you know you’re more than those fingernail marks you carve in consternation on your chin,
It’s time you know you’re a star in your own right, look how you surface from the battles you fight within,

You’re more than that blithering pile of clumsiness you envisage yourself to be, you’re stronger than you think – you don’t let yourself shatter with every bout of rue,

You’ve more to you than those trembling hands and fumbling fingers, there’s so much in you to imbue,

I’ve a bone to pick with you, for every time you let self-doubt clout your all,
For every time you seek validation to tell yourself who you are.

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Author: Annapurani Vaidyanathan

I hoard books for a living. And read them too, when I am not sleeping. I express what I think, so my unheard feelings don't sink. I like to sing when I walk, to keep shades grey, at bay. I speak like a dork, but I don't want to drive anyone away. I write what's real, and nothing fake, so visit my blog whenever you need a break ;)

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