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Reflection
I sit here,
thinking.
How do I show someone
the meaning to my life?
How do I express how I feel
when no words are anywhere
close enough to adequate?
The days pass;
day to night, to day to night again.
And I am no closer to finding
anything.
Lost in myself;
pulled down by doubt,
self-consciousness,
shyness,
loneliness.
Freed by friends, family, strangers
showing me I'm worth
the price they pay
to know me.
They say that one, measly
nobody of a person
can make the biggest change.
How?
How can I even begin
to be the stone
to cause the ripple
that affects the lake?
When I leave,
how will people
remember me?
Will they say,
She did great things?
Or will they say,
Who?
I sit here,
thinking.
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