today is a day where, in mute agony, I wonder at who I am.
who am I?
where am I going with my life?
have I remembered what is truly important?
or am I finally lost?
this rarely happens. usually, I am settled in my skin as I should be, fitted neatly, no pins or new seams required.
but today,there are gaps in myself. nothing fits as it should, and I know it.
what makes a person's skin too big?
it is Halloween, and I feel like I've been wearing a mask all year. I've tried to live openly.
but what if I didn't?