How can I be her
How can I be me?
How can I be comfortable in this skin that I crawl in, how can I be free?
How can I talk
How can I talk endlessly?
How can I know which words to say and which words to take back and which words to claim?
How can I paint a better face or piece together a perfect smile?
How can I be bold and take the chance
To be me?
How can I stop playing games with myself
How can I start being real
Someone teach me how to reshape myself
So that I can be more like her...
More like her for him
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The Spiral
PoetryA deep dive into thoughts about the universe, life, emotions and more, down an endless poetic(and sometimes not poetic) spiral. We follow various characters.
