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Homely Anxious
Being alone in a crowded room
Feels like, as if I'm home

Nothing ever felt so related and yet so foreign,
Always so scary and yet so common

I wonder since when,
I could call this anxious, eye contact averter, I'm busy pretender, why's he/she so late actor, a version of mine
A version so default, it's the go to sign

I've.... had Enough,
I may/may not deserve to shine.
But i ask this... to myself,
from now on,
just let me be,
whatever that may be,
that...what i can call,
proudly a persona of mine

Something i smile in,
Something i believe in.

© oneLastBreeze