The performer
I don't take a bow for my lifetime of performances.
Never had a round of applause yet there has always been an audience.
Performing to get to the next step, another look out of the dark, perhaps this will take me to less inner war, creating new personas at every corner, to be, to fit, to please, to create a version of me that is clean and tidy, neat and normal because the truth is un-pretty.
Less myself and then I lost myself, if I ever knew her, she definitely existed but the memories are only of the performer because to be herself would be?...