I’m not sure what kind of person I am and a part of me is not willing to find out. An antagonizing fear drips through my smiles. Is it my own fears dictating this feeling or is there actual reasoning behind this?
Why does my mind wander way past my reach? I once stood alone by the edge of the water hoping the wind would sway me in the right direction, but my feet were far too rooted in the sand. This is how I’ve been feeling every day. I don’t understand what goes on in my mind and I can’t explain what happened to me, but I’m tired of talking to people when I barely know myself.
It used to be the case that someone else’s feelings would become part of who I am but it has reached a new extreme. My heart is constantly shape-shifting to fit that of the one before me.
It hurts me that my eyes lie every time I look at them. They can’t even speak the truth when I’m all alone. Sometimes I look for someone to talk to but I can’t even find a person in me.