Lost

Finally
accepted to some exclusive club
only to discover
I don’t want to be a member

Finally
beat them at their own game
only to discover
I don’t want to play

Finally
fitting in
only to discover
the tight fit is strangling me
choking out who I am

Look in the mirror
don’t see me
can’t recognize my own face

know the words
don’t want to sing

know the steps
don’t want to dance

missing me
missing feeling comfortable
relaxed in my own skin

wishing
hoping
praying

I haven’t strayed so far that I can’t
find my way back

to return
to me
to the person I once knew

to the parts I like
the places I know
the feelings I had
wanting there to be time
to start again

wishing for the strength

lost

via Daily Prompt: Meander

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