I used to think I hid my emotions from others because I was scared of being humiliated
I was scared of being rejected and feeling not good enough
But the stupid part is, is that I know I am not worthless. I know I am not ugly. I know that I am smart, and strong, and kind.
So why can't I tell you how you make me feel?
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Endlessly Falling
PoetryI have a slight problem. It is banal. Inconsiderable. Inconsequential. Insipid, vain, and trivial. Some might even some vapid or nugatory. So frivolous. But, to me it is kind of a biggie. Here's the deal. I have a problem with falling in love... re...
