Pretending
It’s time to stop, stop pretending. Pretending to be something I’m not. But how can I stop pretending to be something that I’m not when I am the not. I am what I am, but what I am I’m not. At least not yet, I’m in the making of what’s to become of me. So confusing, am I in the right state of mind? I want to be me and stop pretending, I can’t stop. What I’m pretending to be is me is in a different way. I pretend to be me in the product of the making of me. It’s time to stop, stop pretending. It’s time to be me.
