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Growing Pains
I make myself smaller.
I walk last,
I make room for others to go first. In conversation too.
I shy away from any eyes as though I am afraid of being seen.
I teeter between grandiose ideas of the self and pitying my own existence.
I do my best to put myself out there.
To share my air, my energy, my love with others in hopes that I will receive the same
I oftentimes fail.
At least in my eyes.
Although I’m aware that we are our own unreliable narrators of our lives, I can’t help but try and decipher each and every breath I take.
Idk this is random. Please comment! I like reading them!
u/-RubberDucky_ — 6 days ago