Time Out

Here I am,
putting myself in time out
I should know by now.
I can not get out, I can not flee.
When not knowing myself is really me.
No simple joys, no special talents.
A wasted space, a novel with no words.
For I do not think, nor do I speak.
No advice I could give, those in need are fucked.
For I can not help them nor me.
A bestfriend I am not, I am a true loner at heart.
I want a brain that is adequate and a personality that fits.
For I do not know how much longer I can submit.
Sick to my stomach, but still no new thoughts.
my mind,
able to run free, but still I do not know me.
Will I always be the same?
Will I always be this lame?
I can not go on
I can not breathe on
I can not love
I can not and I will not subject myself to a world I am not.

Time Out

iamdaughter

Joined November 2008

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