The suppressing, the forgetting, the disowning of a me
I never wanted to be seems to be failing miserably
As she slowly creeps, scratches her way back to the surface.
Each day consuming me and transforming me bit by bit
Back to the person I once was
And fought so hard to forget.
I promised myself I'd never become her again
And yet here we are.
She's laughing and mocking me
For ever thinking I could pull off being this girl
I pretend to be.
I guess I was hoping
Eventually this act i have on would consume me
The way she had and finally I'd be
What everyone wants me to be:
**OKAY.