You do what you do to silence me, but your passes are thrown a little too relentlessly.

And at times all I can do is tell myself in a way your efforts are quite circular, and cowardly funny.

You’ll get it eventually…

But I didn’t come here to start a fight.

And I didn’t show up to prove I’m right.

There was a time I lived to engage in a feeling of intensity.

Back then, my own patterns and thoughts were hidden from my conscious to fully free.

You put up a front when you can’t face your own insecurities…

But over is the time where you have the best of me.

Posted by:Lauren Kim

🦋 I write my own stories, breathing in life & love by my heart's endless daydreams.

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