Extra
I used to be an extra. ๐
Back when I didn't really care what people thought of me.
And I generally still don't.๐
But I am no longer an extra. At least, in most cases.
๐This summer, I feel I've been promoted.
For I am no longer a bystander, as I am not as much of a mystery.๐
๐I have given my being a definition, I have defined my style and myself.
No longer do I feel as if I walk down the street and am just one of the crowd. ๐
๐ฒLike so many others, that used to be my comfort zone.
Back when I was an extra.๐ฒ
But now.
๐ฑNow I am a much more important role.
I am not that one kid everyone only knows the name to and not the spirit nor personality to๐ฑ
โ๏ธNo my friends, I have been promoted to coffee girl.
Giving life to all who need. โ๏ธ
๐พMy friends, I am no longer an extra๐พ
-Daysha Watson
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