I’m here, but I’m not HERE.

Today – this week I feel like a fraud. I have been playing a part. I have been pretending to be someone I’m not. All of these expectations. I cannot live up to. I wish I could hideaway and let the world just pass me by. I am not who they think I am. I am not who I pretend to be. I am here, but I am not here. I don’t know where I am. My mind escapes me. I don’t even know how I wind up in one place after I was just in another. I may very well be losing it. I may very well be going insane. I haven’t quite figured it out yet. All I am sure of is – I’m here, but I’m not here.