Shaky hands expected to hold up the whole world and let it spin and spin
While she stands shaking for fear that she will never be enough.
The world spins by while she lifts the world pushing herself down deeper and deeper into nothingness
She cries she’s losing herself the more she holds up the world
The smaller she gets and the more she shakes
Until the world drops
She’s as small as she’s ever been but without the weight of the world upon her she can finally grow