A Lament

I cannot describe to you 

How badly I want to stop being myself

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I happen to believe that

I happen to believe that multitudes have experienced this, at one time or another, in their lives.  Few have articulated it, because our "happy is as happy looks" society looks down upon, or actively persecutes, the discontented.  This short poem is profoundly sufficient to assure those who feel isolated, by this emotion, that they are not alone.


Starward