the space in between


awkward, anxious, nervous, never swell.
daughter of melissa; not proud of manuel.
lover of friends, although i always get shunned.
afraid of most things, but mainly just one,
afraid to go out past the sun.
i need compassion and clarity.
i give friendship, but it never finds
its way back to me.
i’d like to go out and see the northwest,
but never leave the comfort of my safe nest.


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