Open and vulnerable

I'm vulnerable,

On shaky legs,

Just trying to take it one day at a time,

and enjoy the positives.

I've seen the good,

I've seen the bad,

and everything in between.

Liars, loathers, and sycophants,

honest, virtuous, holy,

My hands are dirty,

I don't think they'll ever be clean.

Chased by my fears,

Torn by self doubt,

I'll never feel good enough

But I know I'll be alright.