Life has become subliminal.
Well, I'm not even sure what to do about that.
I don't get it all.
It is wrapped up in assorted papers.
I am afraid what to do because it is like walking on broken glass.
I could make a fatal mistake at any movement.
I do not know which to believe is real.
What is a hologram of faux intentions; you can see it but it doesn't really exist.
And what is accurately taking shape?
I have no idea.
I am tired of old patterns constantly taking shape in my life over and over again just in a different visual form.
I don't feel I deserve that.
It is like no matter how much I change, what happens to me is not.
Why?
Do I not deserve more?
Do I not deserve for it to just be good for me?
I want it to be real.
To be good.
To be worth it.
I want my life.
