On hold.
This is how I have felt my life to be, as of late.
On hold.
I’m not getting any younger, so every moment counts.
On hold.
Outside influences are determined to control my life —
this life — the only one I have.
Wait.
Give me time to come into my own.
Stop.
I’m not like you. I need time to process and heal.
Go!
It’s okay to be me.
I can do this.
Can’t I…?
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