FOMO

I feel like I'm missing out on things. 

I'm pretty sure I missed out on things. 

Lack of resources,

not knowing financial stability,

always in search of security,

instilled this fear inside of me.

Feeding off of fractured connections, 

wondering what that means

for me, 

Questioning their genuineness,

Wondering if they are fulfilling.

Is this what I need? 

Slowly I've been getting closer 

to who I want to be. 

Expressing myself more authentically, 

getting closer to me,

while still figuring out what it means to be.

Scared of all that I will be 

losing,

if I express the full range of me. 

Is it acceptance or tolerance on the other side, 

what is awaiting me? 

I am aware that I have time. Time for exploration. Time to discover the depths of me.

Though life made it very clear, that no amount of time will ever be guaranteed, 

making me feel restricted and limited in this journey. 

Maybe this is how it always will be. 

Maybe this is a lesson in being more grateful of all that was given to me. 

Maybe it's just the insecurities speaking loudly. 

Maybe it starts with me focusing more on attending my own needs...

-as spoken by Leroy Kxng