I realized that I’m the only person keeping me from being one hundred percent,
all the time.
I am a floating being,
discovering new facets of this silver lining with each footstep.
Never knowing exactly where I’m going,
but trusting that there is something greater than me leading the way.
I am the glue that never dries.
I have shattered again.
Each time,
as I retrieve my fragments and piece myself together again,
I discover new bits of my being I didn’t know existed.
And so I try my best to fit them into the puzzle image that is my life,
hoping that some day,
they’ll come to form an sight worth while.
I need to forget
I need to forget
I am glue that will never dry
I shatter and you do not allow me to dry
I must hold myself together
I look into the abyss
I see my reflection
She does not know my name
I don’t know who I am
But sometimes I think I just don’t want to know
Things would be easier that way
Yes?
I am
I am
I am
Confused
I am so confused
I am happy
I need to be
Don’t I?
I should be
I am the only person keeping me from being one hundred percent,
all the time
But I am happy.
The only way for anyone to every be happy is for them to truly believe it.
And that is what I am going to do.
I often wonder
why it is that I find myself sitting in the bathtub at this hour
staring blankly at a wall.
I wait for something to surface,
and whatever does,
I speak to.
And I say whatever it is that comes to mind,
because I believe that whatever I think of first,
are words and thoughts that need to be expunged.
It’s a strange process,
I know.
One that must look even stranger than it sounds.
How would you feel if you saw me talking to a wall?
Not just any,
but the blank tiled wall in my bathtub.
Strange?
You should try it sometime.
Sometimes I just want to know what it is that compels me to say and do the things that I say and do. But more than that, I want to know why the hell I think the thoughts that I think. You see, being Non-Sabrina means that I am so much more logical than Sabmarina is. And being Non-Sabrina makes it so much easier to live, because she has a far more level head than any of the Sabrina’s. But she is ultimately the least fun for that very reason that she sees the flaws in all the decisions I have ever and will ever possibly make. Perhaps that’s a good thing, well who am I kidding, it’s a great thing. And not a moment goes by that I’m not thankful for the fact that I have a facet like that that is always figuratively looking out for me, but she is a part of me that I need to really put effort into if I am to access her. She is more succinct and rational in many ways, in ways that the other Sabrina’s are not capable of being. But I wonder why it is that I sit here on restless nights and wonder about humans that don’t wonder about me. I wonder why I am compelled to wonder. I wonder why it is I am unable to take my own advice. I wonder why it is that I am talking as I am typing. I wonder why the hell it is that I’m not in bed, even though I clearly should be. Existential crisis, or what? I wonder what you wonder about. I wonder why I am perpetuated as someone I am not, but choose to remain that way. I wonder why I am unable to notice that there are no distinctions between certain things. I wonder why I am wasting my time. I wonder why you are wasting yours. I wonder why I am even writing about this, or anything for that matter. It’s because I feel inclined to word vomit, and that’s the first answer I’ve given to any of the aforementioned “I wonder” statements I’ve made. I wonder who I am. I wonder if my reflection in the mirror is really a reflection of who I am on the inside, or if I am just an amalgamation of cells that have lost their way. I wonder why I am unable to fill in the blank. I know why. It is because the thing it must be filled with is something I avoid. I am glue that never dries. I am a thought that will never be completed. I am the ellipses on the end of a statement. A “to be continued” episode that you never got around to watching. I wonder why things are the way they are. But then I remember that even if I knew, it wouldn’t change a thing.