How to explain to you?

I can't shout for he things to tell about,

I never had a second thought and a doubt.

It's blurry like a morning in the dew,

I knew there is truth, no matter if it's few.

This time it was occurring again and again,

The same dream was nightmare giving happiness into pain.

I think I should change the way it is now,

Though afraid and I don't know how.

Hopes on my chest, making me less of the rest,

I failed first, second, and third in it's test.

Again the vision is clear for the roads of bear,

I don't thank you for this, but for the night mare.

I finally realised that it's tough to except uiur skew,

But it is the realization of my to you among the rest of the few.

Again tissues may finish, pillows may be foolish,

It's fine and very perfect not to be I the crowd for which you never doubt.

And now, it's not the need to explain for the heads which is covered with the sheds, making you the rest, and taking way the best.

Self-compassion