𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒔
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sometimes i feel like i've
stepped into someone else's shoes
and i'm living someone else's life
waiting for them to come
and take back their spot
and tell me i'm stupid
for ever thinking that this could be me
but i wake up
and i'm still here
and i'm supposed to have a
future laid out for me
but i can't see a world past eighteen
can't see a world to be me
i have so many experiences
and i don't know how to react
i want to love myself
and i don't want to look back
what's it like in your shoes?
the ones i was supposed to fill
would i be happier
or still stuck in a rut?
still falling apart, still breaking down
but i was always meant to fill
these shoes
that's the truth
i was always meant to fill these shoes
and toss the old ones out
these ones fit far better
but those words won't leave my mouth
i was always meant to cut my hair short
and make my chest flat
and make my voice deep
and like other boys
and be this version of me
just be, just be, just breathe
the world is against me
and so i am against myself
waiting for someone to tell me
to get out of their shoes
to get out of their life
to go back to the me who was unhappy
but i wake up
and i exist through my days
and pray, pray, pray
that the world will keep on spinning
and that i will keep on living
and it will all make sense one day
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impermanence
Poetry[ impermanence ] • noun - the state or fact of lasting for only a limited period of time ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ➸ 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭/𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦𝐬
