Sitting in my chair my customary poise of despair, pondering what lead me to this point, this state of mixed emotions and feelings of anxiety with little self worth followed intensely with a touch of anger. I find the answer that fits the puzzle, the best words to describe my demise. I have been evicted from myself. A question rises, “am I a victim of my own undoing?” and then another “What do I do to get me back to me?”
I can’t go on pretending to be someone else for the benefit of another. I have become a comelelian a creature that adapts to their environment. I have been labeled and changed to make the parts fit into a world that I don’t belong in and it is destroying me from the inside out.
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