catch-up

I’m tired of having to play catch-up —
of having to mold myself
into artificial niches
that don’t fit me.
of constantly wearing porcelain masks
that paint me how they want
to see me.
of never truly fitting in.
of being myself but never being enough.

A/N: It’s tiring.

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