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I stand in front of this fucking mirror and I hate being 6 foot so much it drives me insane. Not short but not tall enough either. Stuck in this pathetic middle ground where people say you are pretty tall and it makes my blood boil every single time. I see guys who are taller and everything just seems easier for them while I am left here feeling invisible and average.
On the train I stare at heads in front of me and feel pure rage wondering why those few extra inches are so fucking far away. I catch myself measuring up against everyone around me constantly comparing and hating how close I am to being that ideal height. Clothes fit weird doors feel mocking and photos always look slightly off like I am almost there but never quite making it.
I am so goddamn close to 6 foot 2 yet every damn day I am still too short and it eats away at me. Those six stupid centimeters would change how people see me how I see myself and how the world treats me. I keep thinking about it over and over wishing I could just add them and finally feel right in my own skin but instead I stay trapped in this frustrating height that is never enough.
On the train I stare at heads in front of me and feel pure rage wondering why those few extra inches are so fucking far away. I catch myself measuring up against everyone around me constantly comparing and hating how close I am to being that ideal height. Clothes fit weird doors feel mocking and photos always look slightly off like I am almost there but never quite making it.
I am so goddamn close to 6 foot 2 yet every damn day I am still too short and it eats away at me. Those six stupid centimeters would change how people see me how I see myself and how the world treats me. I keep thinking about it over and over wishing I could just add them and finally feel right in my own skin but instead I stay trapped in this frustrating height that is never enough.