my grip is slipping,
and falling scares me.
my world is fading away.
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writing was an escape but even now words slip off the paper like tear drops.

Would I have ever written
If always surrounded by the people I grew up with, my folks
They are a reason for my happiness and strength
Being with family and forgetting the rest
Life is great, in my Happy nest
But, it brings you reasons and its own tests
So I write, forgetting the rest

I'm not "smart" like them.

I'm not "bright" as them.

I'm not "confident" like them.

I'm not "beautiful" as them.

I'm not "someone" like them.

Can you just accept that?

I don't like crying myself anymore

-Said myself in the mirror.

We all see the world in different ways
Experiencing the same situation
But never really understanding it the same

I see this more as an art
Being spoken to individuality
Each having their own story
Waiting to be told

I might exaggerate sometimes
But I swear, I don’t imagine it.
Those eyes tell me everything I need to know,
So, are you sure you want to go so soon?

Come with me now, baby
The rain outside is still heavy
Just lie here with me
And we can act casually.

I know you have your problems;
I have mine too.
But they don’t define us.
We refine them.

The future may be scary,
But here in my arms so tightly
You don’t have to be wary
Or worry for what is to come

We’ve come this far
But there is still a way to go,
So much to enjoy,
So much to explore.

Just enjoy this moment,
Where you can feel safe and free
Because it’s not over
Even if we aren’t together
Forever.

There's a whole world waiting outside your head
And it's a beautiful place, open the door, have a look.