I want to be better.
But what does that mean?
What does that include?
Better to whom?
Because isn't that what this conflict is about?
Am I getting better for them or for me?
Am I this way because I don't want to get better?
What is the problem?
I'm the problem.
That's for sure.
But not all of me.
I can't all be wrong.
I can't all be bad.
I can't be like this forever.
I want to fix myself.
But I am holding myself back.
Because, who will I be if I am not broken?
We are all broken somehow or another.
ReplyDeleteAll of us try to look like we are the least broken, so that the most fixed will… maybe that's just me. Some of us are broken more than others. Breaking out of a mold is impossible for an inanimate object, but not for us. We can create a new mold. We can contort and fit into a bed or a boat. Some of us anyway. For those who can't, we are guided to where the mold fits us. The rigid, in one casket, the portly, in another. The backwards in reverse and the right side up in the wrong side down. There is a mold for the moldy. There is a place for the smolder. So what is wrong with you? You feel you are broken? Well break away and build an army of the pieces, so you can fit us all back into our place. But be happy , for never has such a mold existed before.