What it feels like to be on the outside looking in...
The feeling of being an extra, forever second in command because no ruling of mine will be taken seriously.
Yes...I AM afraid to tell you my limbs are liquid now, I have tethering for far too long, always been second in command, I have come to peace with this.
They always seem to achieve casting a shadow over me, no matter how hard I try, it's always the short behind the tall and the peculiar in the midst of normality.
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General FictionPoetry by Ladi. A collection of poetry opening a door of many, a creative that struggles with mental health.
