I am not Alice, I cannot shrink to fit
Or take the potion to grow to be someone I am not.
Admittedly, just for a while
It was something I tried, an experiment
To check if I was a good enough version
Of the me that would be preferable
The person who can be accepted
But I fell down the rabbit hole, through the cracks
Veneer chipped, glaze cracked
Aching from the tiredness a facade creates
To the dawning, that the show couldn’t go on
Let the curtain come down and be damned!
Damned if I do, damned if I don’t
Decision made and held
Consequences will be accepted, shock expected
As finally from the chrysalis of fear,
A moth who will be only free
She, the raw ingredients of a future
That she will define, whatever judgement may say.