I'm tired of hiding in the cocoon.

I'm tired of trying to fit in.

I don't fit in.

I am a misfit.

Aren't we all?

All of us have our own story.

And this is me

Telling you mine.

Life happens. One day you wake up and when you look how far or near you're to the life you always dreamt about, it's between those moments that life happens.

Since childhood, we learn to live with the identity which was established even before we were. Who are you if it were not for them to tell you, who you should be? Who are you when you break the walls around you and let someone in?

They tell me Hush.

Speak slow.

You don't want them to know.

They say with time it gets better

But how does it get better when

It's a constant battle

Between my body and my mind.