My Side of the Story Vol. I

25.) Wildest Dreams

I was born with a couple wires crossed. No wonder why as an adult I feel so fucking lost. I had to figure this all out by myself by the way. I worked, no, I fought like hell to stay. But each day goes by, with another stupid distraction. Trying my best not to worry too much about all of my infractions. But all the same those thoughts don't go away. No matter how hard I try to keep them at bay. The ones that are dark, and seem quite cumbersome to the average mind. Finding all the ways to disguise them... in kind. Kind words appetizing upon first greeting. Then everyone wonders why I'm so tensed up at gatherings. Of any sort really, making sure all my responses fit... legally. In everyone's heads, just a sweet, polite little girl. Then they get to know me and then the stories start to unfurl. I'm the epitome of the phrase "not everything is as it seems". I've lived lifetimes beyond your wildest dreams.