Expose

I've been been hiding lately. I don't answer the phone, I don't return very many emails. I'm afraid people will leave me. I'm afraid people will see the real me and leave. Call it self pity if you want. I don't care. I have lived in this skin long enough to know what I'm talking about. I can't make anyone understand this right now. There aren't words for it. Just tears. I think when you deal with the core of all that you are, that's the place where words don't exist. Maybe that's why there are so many tongues and one sense of loss, or one sense of belonging.

In my wildest dreams I look to belong somewhere, even if I have to learn a million tongues and wander around till I find it.

This is the only way I know it will get better.