How is it that all you had to do was show up
For every fudging ordeal in my life
To revolve around proving a point?
(That I exist.
That I am me.
And you are you.
And I hope to god there is a we
That I exist)
How is it that all you had to do was show up
For every fudging ordeal in my life
To revolve around proving a point?
(That I exist.
That I am me.
And you are you.
And I hope to god there is a we
That I exist)
Pooja Sathyanarayanan (Poo-jah Sath-yah-nah-rah-yah-nun) is a writer, avid reader and graduate of the M.A Positive Developmental Psychology & Evaluation program at Claremont Graduate University. She is constantly seeking opportunities to understand and create content related to the human capacity to flourish and thrive. In her spare time, she enjoys reading, hiking and window shopping at gift stores. View more posts