SELF ESTEEM

_Self Esteem_

I pick up my self esteem each time like a wineglass dropped on the dining floor. 

Somehow, it never shatters, craks; 

not even a chip at the rim. 

I am still learning to treat my confidence like a diamond instead of fragile kitchenware.

So, until then, pray my arms never grow weary, 

tired of a reoccurring redemption.

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