the mental state i lived in for most of my life—
a fog of inferiority, doubt, fear, and insecurity.
my entire identity was a fluctuating combination of those feelings.

to cement this way of living in the past, i gave it a name.
it serves as a constant reminder to never go back.

waive yourself to the echo of who you could be. 
throw yourself into the abyss to realize its a feather bed.

you've acted in this play long enough.