What do you do
When you carry it so intensely
That it becomes identity?
I never learned to recognize my own wants as legitimate.
I learned to provide value.
To listen.
To help.
To become the person others came to.
Those skills reward never asking.
But what do I want?
And when there was something I wanted—
Not because it was useful.
Not because it solved a problem.
Not because it earned approval—
I stopped analyzing life
And began participating in it.
I have never known how to live
Without justifying my existence
To an invisible court.
5d ago
May 30, 2026 at 8:34 PM UTC
What do you do
When you carry it so intensely
That it becomes identity?
I never learned to recognize my own wants as legitimate.
I learned to provide value.
To listen.
To help.
To become the person others came to.
Those skills reward never asking.
But what do I want?
And when there was something I wanted—
Not because it was useful.
Not because it solved a problem.
Not because it earned approval—
I stopped analyzing life
And began participating in it.
I have never known how to live
Without justifying my existence
To an invisible court.
