My voice quivers as I apologize for breathing too loud I’m grateful too grateful for the “love” you’ve  given me I’m begging you for companyMishandled Self-doubt leads to hesitation I envy you allBruised and battered  standing firm is foreign I hide Indecisively defensive I’ve made myself invisible I wanted to disappear and apologize for ever speaking I wanted to be anyone but this person I mad...

 “Are you hungry? ““Have you eaten?”My mother asked as I entered the house. I was withdrawn and silent.She assumed it was because I was famished from my after-school activities.I then quickly muttered “No, I’m not hungry “ With a monotonous tone, as rehearsedand routine as ever.I had an appetite for something she couldn’t even conceive that I would require. I yearned to say something,  but I co...