fear.

fear of what people will think.

fear of what people will do.

fear of how they will react,

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;       if at all.

anxiety.

trying to fit into standards, 

squeeze between their dotted lines,

wear my face like everyone else,

talk like they do, 

act like they do,

all in the hopes that they believe I am as normal as they are. 


that my life is

       perfect,

that my family is 

       perfect,

that my health is 

       perfect,

that my mind is
 
      perfect,

that I am

       perfect,


              &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; even if I am falling apart.