I am scared of about pages. I feel that I might be less than what I claim to be. I might say that I am one thing then change my mind moments later. I don’t like to start my sentences with “I” but here it goes again.

I am a 23-year-old who is scared of falling but is not afraid of heights. Writing poetry is like breathing to me. Not because it comes naturally but because I need to do it. It is oxygen to my lungs and like carbon dioxide, I need to breathe it out. So here I am — creating¬†this blog — just to keep breathing.

I’d love to relate to as many people as I can and make them feel that they are not alone.¬†I like to do a lot of other stuff, too. I just need more time to figure it out and truckloads of courage to actually do it.


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