Flor de agosto
Poeta que considera el portal su segunda casa
Who is this? This is not me!! This is not me!!
Why do you act as if this is me. I am happiness. I am energy. I am fire.
Don’t you know me?
Don’t you remember? Why are you ok with this person you see? This... whom you see is not the new me.
Just because you see a change, means NOT it is me. This is not me. I’m not ok with this that you see.
I’m not ok with exhaustion. I’m not ok with pain. I’m not ok with conforming, as if it were the natural course of the life of me.
I am fire being extinguished. I am love in the midst of chaos. I am energy in the midst of stagnation... what you see now is not me or even a stamp of what I thought I would be.
How did I get to be this person that is now me? The chains that bind me to my body, the chains that bind me to my mind... I need to break free.
Why do you act as if this is me. I am happiness. I am energy. I am fire.
Don’t you know me?
Don’t you remember? Why are you ok with this person you see? This... whom you see is not the new me.
Just because you see a change, means NOT it is me. This is not me. I’m not ok with this that you see.
I’m not ok with exhaustion. I’m not ok with pain. I’m not ok with conforming, as if it were the natural course of the life of me.
I am fire being extinguished. I am love in the midst of chaos. I am energy in the midst of stagnation... what you see now is not me or even a stamp of what I thought I would be.
How did I get to be this person that is now me? The chains that bind me to my body, the chains that bind me to my mind... I need to break free.
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