We fall down a rabbit hole chasing after society's expectations.
I want to know you. Who are you??? Says Alice's Caterpillar. Does he know you more than you know yourself?
We are told. We listen. We replicate. We defy. Ourselves, others, those we so shamelessly try to please. Saying one thing on Sundays and doing another on Mondays. Perhaps a very old book is to blame.
So sad to see your wings clipped, while so desperately yearning to fly. Let me wrap my wings around you and may you take flight.
Show the world your true self, the world will love you back!