When I falter.

Along time ago I didnt understand why I felt so sad, there was a face in the mirror, but I always felt like more than who was staring back, but less than what I should be.

If fear persists, I explain it away.
If love persists, I hold onto it without question.

If I persist, maybe I can be more.

For now, i'm in a haze, unsure of how to properly express myself.
Hope continues, energy is low, I wish for strength.