Why do we have to be gone before people start looking for us? I keep thinking if people really liked me for me, Or do they only like me for what I do? I try to look for myself in them, in the way they see me but it all feels wrong. I am tired of coming up to people and constantly check up on them. It feels like I, myself, don’t know who I am. Because who I am is what I am to them. At the end of the day, I am no one. It’s almost like I don’t even have a name. I can’t figure out my identity without the people around me. What I only have with me are my truths, but what can they do other than stay behind as my shadows?
I don’t even live for myself anymore. I live for them. I am afraid of disappointing everyone. I am afraid of leaving without a real sense of purpose. But will they even know? Maybe I am just a crane, a puppet or an illusion to them. Or maybe, just maybe, maybe they’ll see me as a person too. I wish they would start seeing me beyond the person they’ve known me to be (If that makes sense). If I stop being that person, will they look for it again? It would be nice to be missed but how I wish they’ll look for me, not that identity.
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The first sentence of this post really made me stop and think. I think it’s beautiful and more people should ask that question to themselves when it comes to others
Oh and I thought I would leave my email in case you wanted to talk to someone. devinbelver@gmail
Dont think you have to though! I dont mind
Will do, thanks a lot : )