Maybe it’s easier to be someone else
Speaking how they think you should speak
Dressing how they said you should dress
Play the part
Following the rules
Doing as expected –
How’s that working out?
Do you wake up every day feeling like the world is at your finger tips?
Do you operate in every moment of the day in pure bliss?
An orgasmic state of flow
So easy to attain…
If and when you say so.
Having children isn’t an excuse
Everyone has bills and responsibilities
Feeling stuck is a choice
Hopefully, for just another minute and not another decade
You’ll be playing nice
Following the stupid rules
Doing what they expect you to do
So damn predictable
So unlike you
So void of adventure
Null of excitement
So boring and tasteless
Dead on the inside
Barely hanging on
How are those soul-sucking daily routines working out?
Do this. Say that. Go here.
Take care of this person, that person
make sure you put yourself last
Doing that for yourself? You selfish bitch.
Put this person first or you’re not a good enough mom, wife, human
Sacrifice yourself because you’re a woman
Turn in the keys to your dreams because you had kids
Stop being so damn, YOU
That’s not how you’re supposed to act, talk, BE
Give up on everything that you identify with as, well, YOU
What about you?
What about the YOU that’s never lost her voice?
What about the fire that’s still burning within?
It’s dim –
It’s been through many hurricanes
It’s the real you, don’t you see?
The eight-year old you
Who thought she could do anything, be anyone
Who couldn’t fathom obstacles that would prevent it
She didn’t see any other way except success
Changing the world was a choice she made
Tainted by events later in life
Painful scars that remain
Received by you
Allowed to continue
to stay where you are
to use others as an excuse
to play victim
to keep hiding your power
to keep living in fear
to keep operating in a belief system
That has not and will not serve you
But you get to keep doing that
After all, it’s your choice
You get to keep doing what you’re doing
Being who you are
Seeing what you see everyday
Living what you live every day
Because you don’t deserve any better, right?
God doesn’t love you unless you think, act and behave a certain way, right?
You don’t deserve to be happy
You don’t deserve to wake up everyday in love with your life
You don’t deserve to have or be more
You don’t deserve to walk around this planet 100% naked in your truth
You don’t deserve to bare your essence and blind who it blinds
You don’t deserve to say what you want and do what you want
You could decide that you do
You could decide to accept responsibility for every aspect of
your life right now
What you’ve been blaming on him/her
What you’ve been afraid of for so long
Where you’ve been stuck for so long
How horrible you’ve felt for so long
How fat or skinny you are
How unhappy, miserable ad bitter you are
How depressed, drowning in anxiety and sad you are
How broke you are
How single/married you are
How sexually frustrated you are
How alone you feel
Accept it –
No one is responsible for any of it
You’ve chosen to be, do, have, exist THERE
You forgot who you are
You’ve ignored WHAT you are
You’ve stuffed the real you so far down
You don’t even know who that is anymore
You forgot that you have the CHOICE
To just BE
Do you remember that person?
Do you remember what it feels like to be her?
Do you remember what it feels like to be free?
To be you
To do you remember who the hell you really are?
Because who you are right now?
Is not it
Is pale compared to that person
This person is nothing but dead skin waiting to be shed
This person is a shadow of the full force
This person is not you
It never will be
And that’s why everyday is a vicious cycle
Of putting on that skin
Fitting on your mask
Make up check
Fake smile check
Filters, gags and chains check, check check
Walk the walk, talk the talk
Play nice, damn it.
Do your part
Go to the job you hate
Stay in a relationship that doesn’t fire you up
Keep hating who you see in the mirror
Continue doing all.the.things.you.don’t.want.to.do.
But THAT person?
The person gagged, tied and bound on the inside?
Is a force of nature
A shinning light
When freed, THAT person is
THAT person is connected
To everyone and everything
In an orgasmic flow
In awe of life
Forgiving of herself and others
Inside and out’
Fierce not fearless
Believing not belittling
That everything inside is, is in fact, ENOUGH
Enough to be you
Enough to fulfill your dreams
Enough to deserve anything and everything
Enough to look hot
Enough to feel sexy
Enough to get it
Enough to keep it
Enough to breathe and live it
But there is only one thing holding it back
The you you are now
The you you think you have to be
The you you keep telling yourself has to show up
The you you keep reminding yourself is the only you worthy
The you that has to DIE
So the real you can come out to play
Reign over this life you’ve been given
That’s been waiting for you to wake up
To live life YOUR WAY –