Can I Just Be the Universe
I’m so sick of feeling small,
But too big to fit,
And not small enough,
But too small to speak
(Not enough room for words).
Silenced.
Do not make me feel small
You make me feel small
So much makes me feel small
And then there are days when I feel too big.
Clunky
Unwelcome
I outgrew my body.
My voice,
My personality,
My laughter
Outgrew my body.
And you try to shove it all back in to fit and it gets overcrowded and I feel overcrowded like there isn’t enough room in this universe for both
Me
And
You.
Stop making yourself feel small
You are big
And big is ok
Lots of things are BIG
And OK
The universe is ever expanding
Exponentially
Infinitely
Into the nothingness that surrounds it
And I think it’s ok.
Why can’t I have infinite nothingness to expand into?
Copyright © Claire Ryan | Year Posted 2019
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