Sunday, December 9, 2018

Intruder...

I feel like an intruder...
I don't belong...anywhere...
I don't belong...to anyone

 I am an outcast..
I don't fit in...
I don't think like others...normal others...

 I get in the way...
I feel small, 
I feel like a freak show..

 I am an alien...not really human,
not really an animal..

 I am a trichotomy, 
but not: body, soul, and spirit...

 I am a little girl, 
wanting to play...
I am a teenager,
trying to be an adult..
I am a grown woman
fighting my destiny...

 A woman,
who is not a real woman...
just a 3rd of a woman...

 A woman, split
into a thousand pieces.....


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