Shrinking in a corner,pressed into the wall;do they....

“ Shrinking in a corner,pressed into the wall;do they know I'm present,am I here at all?Is there a written rule book,that tells you how to be—all the right things to talk about—that everyone has but me?Slowly I am withering—a flowered deprived of sun;longing to belong to—somewhere or someone. ”

Lang Leav

From : Love & Misadventure