I locked
myself in a box and I’m trying so hard to forget the way out that I invent
mazes where there are none… why am I such a coward? What am I afraid of? Why do
I prefer this small little world to the multitude of choices out there? What or
who am I pretending to be?... these are questions I know the answers to, deep
down, but keep asking myself, as if waiting to find a different truth… it has
been a while since I lost myself from me and was left with this quest for … the
what I should be but will never realize I am…
…and so
all that is left for me is to pretend I’m at peace with myself, while a brutal war
rages inside between: me, myself and all the ghosts of what I was, should,
would and could be… and there is no winner and there will never be… all I am is
this war that will consume me until the end of my days…
FATifer
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