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Allow me to break the monotony of silence.
I was told to write in larger sentences in order to orchestrate a new rhythm.
I don't quite appreciate it.
I'm a small sentence kind of person.

Allow me to break the monotony of silence further.
I'm a junior in a senior class. Most of you would not even guess,
as you are to focused on yourself.
As I share a quiet piece with myself, I allow my mind to wonder about the workings of your infrastructure.
So what, I am smaller than you.
You would not even know.

I'm a small sentence kind of person.

I'm a small expression kind of person.

I'm just small.

Insignificant.

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As you all socialize, I continue to watch.
To listen.
I dissect your identity, your insecurities, your whole being.

Maybe I'm small.

So here is a big sentence for all of you, so that I can be a big person again, so that maybe someone will notice my voice, so that I can please you, so that maybe I can conform to your big sentence society, (even though I don't want to) I will be a robot just for all of you, even though I pledged not to be.
I'm small.
Just trying to be big.

Maybe I'm small.
But you wouldn't notice.