Not sure..

The sun shines down on this sturdy planet,
The clouds swiftly drift along,
And I stand here, facing my demons alone.

My body is weak,
My mind is tired of fighting,
And yet I am still here today.

There must be something out there keeping me alive,
Keeping me from destroying the ugly,
This life is hard.

Anyone out there?

Kayla.

Her.

It started with fallen tears, confusion and deep emotion. My thoughts were spiraling out of control, with false hopes and lost desires. All my aspirations were shattered at that very moment. My future was questioned; my presence left missing. I wasn’t myself. Who is this woman? That… woman, she carries an unpleasantness to her. She’s not me—a mere reflection of my body, but not me.

Kayla.