what if
i secretly miss the little nooks and crannies
i've lived in all on my own
and made my own tiny marks in
what if
i leave and don't come back to this tiny corner
that i've built infrastructure
for my soul to rest in
what if
i set my hopes to high
for a place that i imagine will see me better than anywhere else
and my dreams crumble
what if there isn't a place
where i can be seen
and there's only me
only me seeing me
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