Talk, just talk, and be okay

Maybe I'm just way too used,

to adapting to other people in conversations,

in what I can sense would please them.

Maybe it's also the reason I want to know a lot of things

Mostly just the basics, but if you know the basics of most things

about you, about me, about how you came to be you,

but also just a variation of things,

hobbies, crafts, tastes,

you can always find topics to talk about.

With anyone.

Maybe I'm like this,

because I don't know how to make myself happy,

what I like to do and find space to talk about that.

Maybe I try to make up for this,

by trying to make others happy,

give them a space to talk.

And I know, it's not this black and white anymore.

I do experiment with this topic from time to time,

It's just too easy to feel like I've failed.

I'm getting better at not doing that.

Maybe someday I can see myself like others do,

or maybe someday I can just be happy with myself.

At least for now, I'm okay to be me,

that's already amazing.