This is only to be uploaded the day before I get a lung transplant, if I get one. Change the title to 'Small'
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I'm not as strong as I think I am.
But I'm also not as weak as I know I am.
The world is big, huge, colossal.
And I feel very, very, small.
I know there are hundreds of people who have it so much better than I do.
And even more who have it so much worse.
I tend to put on a happy face for the outside world.
But inside, I'm very, very, small.
I've managed to break a few of my bad habits.
But others still seem unbreakable.
I've tried, and tried, and tried again to feel big.
But I still feel very, very, small.
Outside of the world I know, there are billions of things I haven't seen.
It bothers me knowing I'll probably never see most of them.
Some days, I feel almost bigger than the world around me.
But I know that I'm very, very, small.
If you're reading this, then it means they're going to try to give me a second chance.
Some of you might know what I mean. Some might not. But I definitely do.
And it makes me feel very, very, small.
YOU ARE READING
Humorous Crap #Wattys2016
RandomThis is a book with stuff that's well, funny. I think. Probably not. Eh, who cares! Just read it!