By : Micaleb Lawrence
Sure, there is good in all of us.
Some parts better than others.
A constant change in our state of minds, reveal the possibility of being better.
Our failure change to is often our reason to do so even more.
I miss the little moments.
The ones where I am free of self-judgement,
Where my reflection doesn’t bother me.
I miss when my only worry was the answer of 2 + 2.
The time in our lives where we’d forget our shoes and not being embarrassed.
Now my white shirt with the coffee stain makes me feel like the failure I am not.
The moment it took for that stain to appear could make or break me.
The feeling I felt when eyes not staring at me stares at me,
Or when my social anxiety makes me think of my bed.
My safe space.
Where I go to forget that I hated being outside.
Or that my friends didn’t mean to offend me.
But they didn’t offend me.
My anxiety offends me.
It makes me miss the moments of joy and peace.
Time passes and I hope for a better day.
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