
I become
a scared child
insecure
unsure
lacking
I become
an old me
suspicious
paranoid
paralyzed
I become
angry
melancholy
pensive
passive
I become
her
and that's not
me
time to flee
become me
This is me writing about whatever comes to mind on a given day. Sometimes the photo inspires the topic; sometimes it's random...or is it?
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