Thursday, October 20, 2022

Who am I?

 Who am I?

I was told that I am loved because of who I am…

Who am I?

Melissa? Sparrow?

Tessa?

Sophee?

7, Sammy, Lilly, Ally?

How can I be a “who” when I am many?

That is the core of my being…I am not one singular person… my head is crowded with others…

How can I define myself, sparrow, when there are so many?

Just who the fuck am I?

All I had, me sparrow, were my looks.  That’s it.  Tessa has the brains, they all have their niche in my brain… and all Melissa got stuck with was her mothers genes.  Thanks mom for my looks.

Thanks for nothing…

If I had been born hideous and ugly, then I would have had on identity.   

Thanks mom.  

Just call me, Melissa

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