just minishorts.

Sometimes I want to be someone else. Not because I'm jeles of them. Not because I want to be taken in the same light as they have. But because every once in a while, I want to say the things that I couldn't say as I am.

Why?

Because of all those that would judge me based on what they see. Based on what they think they know about me. Above all, judge me based on a reputation that has long since been as pointless as it is useless. To what end? I dunno and I don't think I want to know.

There are stakes and consequences to say the things I want to say. No longer am I free to say them because the point gets lost in the sea of ignorance and disbelief. I'm surrounded by a wall of what I'm "supposed to be" that very few people seem to "get it". As much as I want to make a difference in my words, people will see it as "me being me" and will forgo the message altogether.

I try and endure the constant bouts of stupidity because what's there to it? I live with it. I blog about it. I move on. Just that these days, it's not as easy as it once was. So sometimes I just be someone else, if only to say the things I want to say, if only to be heard for what is been said, if only for a while.