That reality faze into the background and suddenly I’m in a pool
Holding my breath
Surrounded by matter
But alone
And sometimes I wonder of how to combat
This
How to stop thinking of what my skin would like if I thinly slice a thread exposing the warm dark red underneath
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to let go of the matter
And give into the pressure
Stop living a life that was written in fairy tale font
Skipping over the intrusive thoughts
Jumbling my wants and my destiny together
And try to navigate a lie of a perfectly put together person
Of an imposter
And sometimes I wonder who I would of been if I just breathed in all the insecurities and confidently
Remind me