The pressure of being someone else is overwhelming lately.
Being fed details of my weaknesses, my lacks.
Being shown the possibilities, what I should be.

Desires to run.
Dreams of hiding.
Longing to pretend.
Yearning to hold back.

Lies.
Deceit.
Deception.

But who is right?
Me or them?
But who decides?
Me or them?

Who do I really want to be?
Someone?
Or me?