COULDN’T BE ME
Isn’t it pretty obvious yet? Isn’t it pretty loud? Has it not been heard? Has it not been seen? And has it not been proven over and over again, that the fish cannot outgrow the aquarium, that the houseplant cannot outgrow the room, that the ancient Egyptian student can’t outdo the master? Is it not everywhere throughout history, throughout nature, stories and the various vast aspects of our frail existence that a quantity can only perform strictly according to the capacity and volume that holds it? Why must I then try to fit in when every aspect of my being is bleeding from the cut of the walls of the self sabotaging limits I grew in? Why must I then stick and stay confined to stereotypes and cultural hindrance that do not set my marvelous mind to wander and soar freely and divinely as it was originally meant to be? How long shall these fetters which have no tethers continue to hold me down? How much more till I can admit and freely walk in the freedom of my own choices without fear or...