I'm having this recurring dream about a woman who is me, but a better version. Shes more passionate, sexier, grounded, and amazing. I hate this woman and I want to punch right through her. Everyone becomes upset when I'm too forward about my hatred. Envy has completely taken over my body; to where I am a leafy fake. Nothing under those leaves of mine are worth a look. Its all brown and wilted; just like the rest of the soiled degenerates. I'm slipping under the boiling water with intentions of never fully grasping heat. I have to bust through his barrier and become the person that's staring back at me. Shes laughing and pointing; as I crouch back down. I have to break through the glass, through the skin. I have to envelop her into myself. I have to be myself...
Don't be afraid to be angry
Don't be afraid to laugh when something is funny
Don't shy away from love
Don't be a coward anymore...
Be comfortable in your own skin
Perhaps it'll fit perfectly...
The person staring back at you, maybe you are looking into a mirror...
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