Sometimes I let go of myself in the moment of group conversation. What if I was John? the way he smiles and laughs from his chest looks nice to experience, a genuine joy. What if I was Jade? Proud to show her grin? Unafraid of herself. I could be Dave, carrying a sense of noble hope and faith towards others. Sometimes, I get happy when I'm not in my life. Even for a few minutes. Sometimes, I wish I could leave myself at the table when it's time to leave the room.
rose... could i tell you a secret? i was always kind of jealous of you too! i used to wish that i could be beautiful and elegant like you, and always know just what to say, the way you seem to i guess the grass is not always greener :p but i hope you know that you are not alone!!! i love you!