but i cannot be for i am not free i am shackled by people's expectations, the responsibility to make them happy to make them feel not hurt even in times when i feel like dirt. Even when i'm down, i cannot be me because, only as dirt can i help them grow to help them heal to make them feel loved and appreciated for their need for validation to be constantly satiated only as dirt, can i help them bloom to be the person they need to be. Son. Lover. Brother. Friend. i am always another but i am never me.