Disassociate
Disassociate
I spent a lifetime wishing I was somebody else-
Anybody else, taken from a life somewhere else.
Never fitting in to either clique or crew
Always odd one out, even among the few.
I spent years wishing my REAL family would find me…
Hoping for the day I’d be told how this family adopted me…
Never good enough and always reminded of it.
I grew to hate everything about me, bit by bit.
That culture I was never allowed to learn openly-
Then mocked, judged and taunted for not knowing anything.
So I write, I write and write to get away from it all-
I Write myself into stories and poetry-drowning my pain in the ink as I fall-
Further from reality because, it’s safer to lose myself on a page-
Searching for where I belong, anywhere but here. That is my Rage.
KTupua December 2023