Numb.

I love when I can just 'be'.

This seems to strike me at irrelevant moments. 

I want to just be, but I can't just be. I want to be too much.

Irrelevant moments refers to times of loud, obnoxious commotion, and riveting experiences. Like when I am watching a great movie.

I want to be perfect. Angelic.

But, I am just another girl, unhinged in a crucial period.

In my earlier years, I was always told that I was spunky. I, honestly, have lost my spunk.

I'm tinged with doubt and and superficial, unrealistic platform.

I can't do it anymore.

I want to take root somewhere that I belong.

I want to be something different.

I'm so tired of the depiction that I have tried so hard to overcome.

I want to be my own creation.

I want to just be. 

Be me.