I feel like I have all these words inside me that need to come out.
I feel like I have all these emotions bottled up.
I feel like my real body is crowed underneath an ugly shell.
I feel like there is a deeper, better self that I have not yet reached.
I feel like my current version of success could be shadowed by my own greater future successes.
I feel like the damaged little girl in me has never been healed enough to grow into a healthy adult woman.
When I shed all the layers what will remain?
Will I know how to be the person underneath, and feel the true feelings, and sense the world in a pure, raw way?
Am I capable of making the connections that a soul requires to truly be alive?
Will I allow myself to be loved?
Am I capable of loving?
Who am I, and who will I be able to be?