If you're going to loathe yourself, loathe yourself. Don't skimp, dillydallying around in woe-is-me self-avoidance martyrdom, cursing yourself in cutesy tones and then looking around to see if you've caught anyone's attention...
Something in our souls made it impossible to stay and impossible to leave. So we fought the fights that were ours to fight, cried the tears that were ours to cry…
Maybe it has something to do with being raised in a religion that cloaked my soul and spirit with layer upon layer of heavy guilt, shame, should's, have to's, and supposed to's about life, about my wants, my needs, my desires, my passions…
It's a good question, really. I've readily admitted through my writings and songs that inner alchemy and following my truest path in life is the.hardest.thing.I.will.ever.do. (and again and again!)…