Anyone else but me.

There is that moment, perhaps in one of your random normal days, when you stare at empty space, and ask yourself, "Who am I?"

Sometimes I forget I should think of myself as someone who is worth something - anything. Do you know that feeling? When you just feel so small, so incredibly worthless, that despite wanting so bad to grow back to your normal useful self, you just curl up, and disappear into space instead?

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I'm sad. I'm weak. I'm scared. I'm empty. I'm as light as a group of clouds floating in vast space. Right now, I want to be anyone else but myself.