Wednesday, 17 February 2016

Who am I?

Who am I?
I was a dancer, a performer.
A victim.
The loner.
An ugly monster
Whilst I'll always be 'sick', I've never wanted to be 'the sick girl'....
The fucked up gypsy girl,
The elephant in the room no one wants to talk to.
The mental one.
The recluse.
None of these were or are me, they were labels given to me by people who don't know me.
I don't know who I am so they definitely don't.
Every time I look in the mirror I see a face I don't recognise, never one I appreciate or approve of.
I have no idea who people want me to be, I have no idea who I want me to be.

1 comment :

  1. You are a very special person don't feel that way I know what you what it's like when you have these problems I'm thinking of you everyday your very pretty xx