Anxious Little Rock

Joined July 2022

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Writing to free myself from years of never sharing my voice. I was always the girl with the quiet confusing stare. Lost in thought, always questioning when I would ever belong. Always misunderstood.

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Up and down
Up and down we go, May I ask Mary, What street we are still on? Ferris was a one-way, Twisting like the thoughts in my head,
By Anxious Little Rock16 days ago in Poets
Late-night
I found myself burning All the masks I'd sewn onto my face The world started looking at me Like I was contagious I’d finally broken free
By Anxious Little Rock2 years ago in Poets

Anxious Little Rock

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Up and down

Late-night

Stories (2/0)