Where’s my seat? (Part 1)

*trigger warning

Ever tried to find your place in a room full of glory?

Trying to walk with grace,

Trying to find

Your place?

Because surely the smile on your face

Could erase

Those dis-taste-

Ful thoughts

Fuller feelings

Major dealings 

Escaping death 

Only to awake pissed off

Because in reality 

You’re a coward.

Trigger warning?

So when they ask me,

“Do you wanna sit here?”

I tip-toe

Ya know?

I tip-toed through life

I tipped each scale

That I could.

Fulfillment doesn’t live there.

You try and try to find yourself 


You never belonged. 

But that’s okay. It’s okay.

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