Set Apart This Dream

8/20/2017
12:27AM


Tonight I realized I'm not who I thought I would be. I think about myself as a child and I realized, I've let her down. If I looked at myself now through the eyes of five year old me, I wouldn't like what I saw. I look in the mirror now and I see a little girl. She's a mess, always falling down. Sad and lonely. Too scared to say how she feels because she cares more about other people than herself. Too scared to fight back because she's afraid of being alone. She wears a mask to hide her true self because who would understand? Who would understand how terrifying her kind is? Who would understand the minefield she has to walk through every day? I saw old picture of me as a child and I'm angry for not protecting her. I'm angry for letting her get hurt. I'm angry at who I let her become.
Happy birthday to me.