we don't have a choice;
there is only one way.
none of us have a say
in the image we convey
not if we want to be someone.
it's the only way to empowerment
these days.

i woke up
and i was dead today.
the floor looked so comforting
i collapsed at the thought;
i wasn't ready to play.

remove yourself from the scene.
when you're ten feet up
and looking down
everything looks the same
not attention can be drawn to feeling or detail
after that you can only fail.

day after day
night after night;
i can't help but wonder
if what i'm doing is right.
is it really worth
this much of a fight?

you tear at me
and stare at me.
but i can't remember who you are
because i'm barely ever really here.
i'm always somewhere else
.. it's kind of far.

this is the life they rave about
it hurts after
i can't keep doing this
let me out.

love michelle.