It is a crime for you to live disconnected from yourself,
Disconnected from your feelings,
Disconnected from your purpose.
To live a life that's not yours,
To walk a path that's not yours,
And you still can't make them happy.
You still can't feel a sense of belonging from them,
Nor belonging to them.
But you don't blame them,
Because you don't know who you are,
To know what you want,
To know which job to apply to,
Which relationship to invest in,
Which goal to aspire to.
You don't even trust your own opinion,
Your feelings,
Your intuition,
For you to realize what you're deserving of,
What you're entitled to,
What's right for you,
For you to draw your boundaries,
To value yourself,
Your energy,
Your time,
And say,
No,
I don't want this,
It doesn't align.
Your standards are confused and distorted.
Your source of love,
Compassion,
And forgiveness was filled with abuse,
Neglect,
Or injustice,
And you don't know how to distinguish between them.
They're all kind of the same thing.
So you walk through life questioning everything.
When you're in pain,
You question whether you have the right to be in pain,
Whether your interpretation of the situation is wrong because you're too sensitive or messed up,
Blinded by your past,
Deluded,
Insane,
Or whether you are being wronged and you should not accept it,
But you do accept it because you just never learned how to love yourself,
Nor how to express yourself,
Because when you did,
They ridiculed you and punished you for making them feel guilty for doing wrong by you,
Or whether you are being wronged and you should accept it and you do accept it because you deserve it,
And what you've been made to believe about yourself all along is true.
It's your fault.
It's you.
So you begin to waive your rights.
You begin to waive your truth.
You disconnect from yourself because you say,
It's too painful to be myself.