To inhale until I see stars,
And let my breath out shallowly:
Trading my carbon for oxygen
For the millionth time.
I've been let down so many times
It's become more than just a trend,
I guess this is the reason I put
So much confidence in myself.
I might just recede into my monotony
And give up making the changes
That have done nothing but hurt me.
Or quite the opposite:
I might make more changes than ever
Hiding the fear
Fighting the fear
Becoming the feared
Hiding in plain sight of everyone:
Forging a new identity for myself
Because evidently as I am
I am not good enough.