No one ever has to agree on how I feel, but the way I feel is like I am just a painting on the wall that people have no other choice but to pass by on occasions when they need to go in a particular direction.
I am a painting that no one bothers to move or dust off to make sure that I continue to shine through.
I believe artwork in galleries gets more acknowledgment than I do.
I’m supposed to be a part of something, but I’m nowhere close to feeling a part of anything.
No matter what, I’m over the need to be a part of someone; it has never worked.
I don’t know if it’s because I have not put my best foot forward to make things work or people see me as I see myself, and that is a straight Burden.
Ms. Butterfly Genesis
The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly 
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