.Your Life.

It’s like candy mountain. It’s unrealistic. It’s uninviting. Your life is completely made up in your head. You are the elite. You could not possibly be wrong. I don’t think like you, and I am therefore condemned. You let the idea of perfection fool you so well. You don’t even know what happiness is. I have been down both roads. I have given my all more than once. It wasn’t enough. I was still empty. I was still pretending. I was a dancing bear in a tutu. I was a joke all along because that was never who I am. if you no longer like me do not look at me. I don’t need your approval. Your mold was going to be the death of me. I walked away and found not death and pain, but incredible life and beauty, love that I had been searching for. In amazement I look back at the blind and numb years and if I had regrets [which I don’t] I would regret the effort I put fourth to be a dove; while all along i have always been and will always be a flamingo. I might not be as perfect or as pretty, well mannered [controllable whatever you want to call it], but I am so very happy to be pink with long funny looking legs and a weird neck. I will stand on one leg all day long if I want and I don’t care what you think. I’ll be successful and misunderstood and adored and hated and loathed and longed after, all these things and anything else that i want and I won’t need your approval. So your world, yeah it’s like candy mountain, and it doesn’t exist when you get honest with yourself. So shun me now, because I no longer believe in that black and white world. This is me and life sucks and it’s awesome and I laugh and I cry and I dance and I hide under the covers... and I will always always always enjoy life and do whatever makes me happy.

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