Comparison

Can’t help but compare
my art to theirs.
Are my words good enough,
good enough to be read?

Doubt fills the cracks,
paralysis stays my hand.
The ice has got me fast,
the fear has a tight grip.

Can’t help but believe
my art just can’t compare.
I just can’t help it sometimes
that I’m not kind to myself.

Copyright 2020 Leona Petrovic

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