Monday, April 13, 2015


A wallflower is what I see
When I think of me
In my childish mind,
There isn’t another way to be
Blend in, I was told
A lesson reinforced
Never to stand out,
Moderation was enforced.
Now, leading my own
I don’t snap out of it
Living in hesitancy
I scarcely subsist

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