To turn towards life

The bright clear sky calls me today
To choose to go a brand new way
To stop dying the inner death
Of thinking I am not enough

Have I not done the good I could?
I mostly have done what I should
Perfectionism is the death
That tells me I am not enough

I tentatively spread my wings
To go see what a future brings
Where I don't pollute every breath
By thinking I am not enough

This road, I think it will be long
But each step on it makes me strong
I turn towards life, I turn from death

I write it down: I am enough