Losing Myself

I did not realize

I was:

asking for permission

to live my life,

compromising my happiness

to keep you calm,

turning a blind eye

to actions which hurt me

so as to not upset you,

I was molding myself,

losing myself

to keep your presence

as you were showing me

you barely cared

if mine was there

-POE(MS)

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