i think the thing that upsets me most about this incident is that it brings out this ugliness...like i feel that i constantly need to prove myself... to carve out this new identity and rebuild my credibility...to find an oasis in the middle of the desert...
i hate comparing myself to others... it's the lowest of the lows. it's the worst thing you can do to yourself...the constant feeling and notion that you're just not good enough...
i am invisible...
no matter how loudly i scream, i remain invisible... a mute to the world.FREAK.
i am a freak...when i leave the perimeters of my bubble, the world sees my flaws...a crowd gathers around me, points and laughs... nags... taunts... teases... and suddenly, i'm not invisible anymore... and i hate being seen... i want to retreat to my sanctuary... my safe domain... my house of dreams...
no one understands... and that hurts...
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