sometimes i sit back and look at my life and the distance that i've gone to get where i'm, but where i'm feels like no where. who i'm feels like no one and at times there isn't really any way to express how alone and unsure of myself i'm. being who everyone else wants me to be has left me so long ago, but now it's the feeling of being who i want me to be that haunts me like a ghost. no one ever loves you for your wrongs unless their jealous of your rights. i'm tired of feeling wrong, and i'm tired of feeling incompetent, the world was never my playground because i was afraid of the fall. the world has always been my television screen, where i could observe the lives of others and only wish it would come true for me too.