I start my own gravity via., insecurity.
I am good, not the best.

The world is not to blame.
Do my best.

I'm filled with awkward feelings.
Near me, her face is beautiful.
The crowd is quiet, modest conversations.

Tingling nerves... Good company.

Awoken from a self-inflicted cave.
Obsessing over priorities, not time to myself. Time for me.

I left the cave, Alegory of the cave.
2nd time I make the jail break.

The people are beautiful, focusing on work in Starbucks.

I see myself for the second time.