wonders i wake up to

i often think about who we’d be if we did exactly what we wanted to do without the anxiety of being shot glares to shift our limbs

would we be who we are right now?

would we be better? worse?

what exactly is making us not choose otherwise?

why are we pretending to be better people than we actually are?

maybe the labelled assholes of the world are the truest livings

at least they know, and simply are terrible

© 2018 by Millie Le