Nothing. I currently have nothing to offer. I have fear built up so high that im afraid ill never see the other side.. You know the side you made me for? Bricks, they consume my life. Faith. Brick. Insecurity. Brick. Hurt. Brick. Disbelief. Brick. Pain. Brick. Weight. Brick. Height. Brick. Hair color, eye color, wealthy, voice, discipline, personality. BRICK BRICK BRICK. Instead of standing there at my wall figuring out how to get over it, how to break it down, ive simply, walked away. I feel it behind me begging for relief, begging to be broken as if the ground couldnt hold it any longer. I look back, I stare, I cant. Tomorrow. 5 less pounds. Bigger boobs. More talent. More encouragement. A bigger sign. This is what I tell myself as I walk away. This isnt life. Im living inside of a fear. A fear that controls my everyday, the fear that I might have to step up and be what i was made for. The fear you will like me just the way I am.
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