Stuck

Always stuck in others’ perceptions,

in others’ norms.

Perhaps about how I should be,

what I should look like.

 

It is a big world, with so many –

so many of the same but different,

and I’m always stuck

in the wave of trying to prove

how different I am.

 

Am I though?

Am I so different and unique and special

to wait for the ‘right’ people to find me?

Am I so perfect that I can never let anything ‘wrong’

stay in my life?

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