I despise being me. I look in the mirror and hate who I see. I hate the mask I put on each morning and remove at the end of the day. I am sick of this facade. I am tired of living this lie.
I play the fool in the company of friends and colleagues. I play the martyr before my family. I play the happy-go-lucky voice of reason to the public at large. I am nothing more than a frightened girl trying to get by in this lonely world.
I wish I could find the strength and courage within me to slay dragons. I wish I could be the person I always endeavored to be. I wish I could be someone else entirely. I am me, nothing more and nothing less than the shell of a person in the mirror staring blankly back at me.
I pray for the day when I awake to find the person I was meant to be in my reflection. I pray for the day when I reach my full potential. I pray for self love and acceptance. I pray for a metamorphosis.