i want to give up myself.
i dont want to be who i am supposed to be.
i dont want to behave according to how i am supposed to be
bcoz i’m a female,
or bcoz i’m a student,
or bcoz i’m a lover,
or bcoz i’m a sister,
or bcoz i’m a daughter,
or bcoz i’m a friend,
or bcoz i’m a colleague.
i dont want these roles.
i’m tired of it all.
i dont want to behave according to how i am supposed to be.
i just want to be.
sometimes like a mysterious shadow
sometimes like a seductress
sometimes like a laughter
sometimes like a sarcasm
sometimes like a guy
sometimes like an energy force
sometimes like nothingness
sometimes like everything
sometimes like a pathetic mess
sometimes like joyful carefreeness.
i want to break all the moulds
and not be anything particular.
i want to breathe
and laugh like mad
be like a crashing wave
not silent, but a storm.