New identity

It’s just one of those nights where I wish I was a bodiless soul because I feel so inadequate in the physical world.

Not pretty enough, not smart enough, not successful enough, never enough.

Somehow everyone is better than you and because it’s so hopeless to even try, because you’ve always tried so hard but things turn out against your advantage anyways, it’s much easier to just cit everyone off and pretend to be a stranger to the world, where no one can judge you because no one knows you.

But someone always knows you, which is why it’s easier to just be a soul, because you cannot judge a soul in worldly measures…or can you?

New identity

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