Too scared to be known
tiptoeing around
to meet expectations
and yet my hiding
accomplishes
the opposite
I look small and scared
I feel small and scared
and the only expectations
I meet
are to
remain
unknown

Too scared to be known
tiptoeing around
to meet expectations
and yet my hiding
accomplishes
the opposite
I look small and scared
I feel small and scared
and the only expectations
I meet
are to
remain
unknown
An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.
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