smoke 'em if you got 'em

[calculatedx]

When your thoughts are no longer private
Or your words can't pass by
Without question

You lose a piece of who you are.

I tell myself this.
But I know that in reality...

I've never known who I am.

I'm not a man.
I'm not a child.

I'm lost.
I'm ashamed.

Writing these words alone could cause an argument.

Nothing is the same.
Nothing is new either.

It's an endless cycle that I have perpetuated
for far too many years.

I never really liked the carnival.