My insecurities rise and fall
In between my citations
And set aside job applications.
From tree to tree
Weaving between them, lost.
As the forests fall.
But, I slingshot back
To remember,
I am here for me.
Losing Cite
Published by sickybeat
I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty View more posts
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