It took a long time, but I quit pretending things were ok. Propping myself up, despite the trama. Letting people create the image of me they wanted to see. The one they wanted to be with or a thing for which to play with.
It took a long time, but I’m myself now. Venturing into my thoughts. Collecting bits of my sanity for safekeeping. Gathering the parts of my imagination I want to bring to life. I think this time I can get it right.
Don’t you think it’s about time you do the same?