Jotting again

My soul it shakes as I sit and gape. Have I ever known the true meaning of love or have I been absorbed by empty promises and witty excuses. 

It's not enough to just be who I am because who I am is not accepted. Constantly having to prove the things I say or remember. As if my recollection is not worthy of even a single second thought. Failing at most the things I do and than being reminded that it's not enough. How do I continue to hear this nonsense and yet still believe that what you say is real. Mood swings grab hold and I'm accountable for that too apparently. I just keep messing up. Will I ever be able to make them all happy again, and in doing so make myself feel heard. 

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