i don't want to be me anymore
In the stillness of the night, hearing distant words, reflections whisper with the emotions they store. I try and make out the words; "I don't want to be me anymore." I want to fall down like droplets from the clouds, I want to feel the rain wash out my face, I want to feel the wet muddy smell, growing around and taking me in its embrace. I want to be an emigrating bird, leaving behind everything she once held dear, leaving behind the hell now known as mankind, as she lets go of her expectations and fear. I want to be a word in a poem, a word written to voice unsaid thoughts, a word they all long to be able to express, transforming the butterflies in my stomach to knots. I want to be a mirrorball in a dancefloor, spinning as if nothing else matters. The source of light for everyone, shining brightly even though she's shattered. I know I'm still a believer, but I don't know why, have never been a natural, all I do is try, try, try. For if I stop trying, shrug o
