Which way is up right now and which way am I looking? I cannot be looking up, so it must be the other direction. It still surprises me how hard everything is, how hard this is. When I feel myself failing, I retreat, just never quick enough.
I spend the days getting my hopes up and then the night just tears them all down.
I wish I weren’t invisible. I wish I were something-anything-besides what I seem to be. I’m something worse than invisible. It’s something I can’t put my finger on. I’m just a regular ol’ person.
I just want to know the truth.
