I am not a people magnet.
I dispell them unbeknownst to me.
When I find them around me,
they tend to my growth.
They weed out my bad traits and
open my eyes to things that use to be strange.
Then, I lose a part of myself.
Cocooned.
While changing, I cry.
There is loneliness in this throne I was born for.
At times my existence
takes a toll from that feeling.
So I breathe after holding it for so long
and bring my head out of the water.
There I see how I am not chewing more than I can chew.
I am here because I can.
Now I know that I should breathe from time to time. After all, I am swimming in uncharted waters of life.
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Fixed
PoetryWritten in this book are poems for the broken wishing to be fixed or repaired rather than fixed or to remain in the same place. In this collection, you can read the challenge and growth of the author themselves... it there is any. After all, it is...
