Am I just a plain grey mare, pretending to be a unicorn, or a unicorn pretending to be a simple horse?
I’m facing a bit of a conundrum right now, and I kind of want to vlog/blog about the idea but I am worried I’ll just end up being just some rambling crazy person adding their voice vainly to the cacophony that is the internet.
Feeling so obtuse and abstract,
unable to face down the fear that is giving me heartburn.
As I swallow, gulping past the worry that I’ll land
Off my mark, set, and go-ing nowhere fast
Oh how long can this tension last
Pushing and pulling in against myself
It’s ruining my mental health
Which is all my wealth
A wash in a sea of noise, the multitude of voices seem to be saying the same things. Can they all be wrong? Could all those saying I’m mad as the Hatter be false? Or could they be speaking some universal truth I am unable or unwilling to see, when they let me know what they think of me.