The one who is desperately trying to fit in, because you don’t want people to know your secret.
I know deep down you feel unfilled and you are doing a job you thought would bring you happiness and riches but really your passion is dying right?
Not feeling good enough, not quite fitting in.
Unable to communicate your deepest desire because if you do, you will be cast aside.
You need to fit in, but you are a square peg in a round hole.
How about those dreams you had as a kid, how are those working out for you?
It’s not too late you know, to find yourself again.
That mask you wear is getting painful right?
But it is so familiar, painful but familiar.
