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The Google AI when I search "what's wrong with me?" keeps telling me how to be a normal person but it's not working, I still feel like I'm only wearing a person instead of being one... and certainly not a normal one! Surely the next Google search will have answers...
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Frumpy worn clothes on a bumpy road
Years spent synthesizing, shaping, and sculpting
Grumpy creature with a hated lumpy shape
Yearning to feel approachable, admirable, or even desirable
Yet all we see is sharp protruding bone
Or the soft lumps of misshapen flesh
If it looks like this, it must be oh so alone
A small weak creature shaped like Gilgamesh
It walks in his footsteps, divine boundaries its hubris
Unable to slide within another, unable to perform
Yet it cries when it recognizes that it is tubeless
Please Lord, please let me slough this corporeal form
Who am I if not a cherished broken mirror?
Unable to reflect the beauty others bring me
Distorted; collecting missing pieces from my fracture
Until I am reformed I am only a shiny wannabe
Some days I feel like an animal
Contentment always just out of grasp
Ravaged by a brain that's a cannibal
All it would take is a relapse
Stuck in a concrete mausoleum
I feel lost with my collection of maps
Given everything yet no freedom
All it would take is a relapse
It's been an arduous ride
And in a quick momentary lapse
Judgement fell wayside
And all it took was a relapse
never enough
yet always
too much
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One hundred problems with no matching solutions
A dead friend where one once expected a lover
Stench of decay exuding from withered potential
The answer lies within her plastic mausoleum
I want to be able to freely embrace intimacy and vulnerability in an uncomplicated way. I want to not feel the desire to isolate and flee because everything feels unsafe, if not repulsive. I want to want.
I feel like I am stuck outside in a dark cold night. I feel like when I see those around me, I'm looking in the window of a warm home with a family gathering to share the ritual of food and company that they participate in each night. I feel like even though it's warm, it is a stranger's home and that the cold dark night is more of a home to me than that could ever be.
I feel alone blanketed by that cold dark night, but I want to feel the warm lit home nourishing my being. I feel like a stranger, but I want to be known without being an expense to others.
whyyy
