Monday, October 13, 2008

Genies and Chameleons

Believe whatever others believe you to be. Stupid. Fashionable. Witty. I’m a human chameleon, I am whatever you want me to be. All you have to do is say it. I am a genie. Able to morph into all things but having no control in what I change into.

Transparent mirror. That’s what he said. That’s why he threw me away. He no longer needs to analyze me. I’m so easy to figure out, so apparent. I am the project that he labels “done” and filed away in some tragic corner.

I’ve spent my life finding trees, finding ground, finding whom I belong to. Who do I belong to? Because I can’t lean on myself. I am the one person I don’t trust to be strong enough to lean on…I cannot stand to feel alone,

because I’m not strong enough for me.




There are some people who tell the world who they are, and then there are those who let the world tell them who they are. I belong to the latter. For now.

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