Favorite Fridays

Halfway

BY: AUSTEN RAMSEY

I am always stuck right in the middle;

In between the talent and talentless;

Candid and very much noncommittal;

Relaxed, at peace, and terribly distressed.

I love who I am and treat her badly;

She has great cheekbones and a double chin;

Distaste for the world but loves it madly;

A sad, sentient soul inside thick skin.

I’ve been told I am smart, but I’m failing

To be enough for any one person;

I’m a healthy young girl, but I’m ailing

And I’m not sure yet if it will worsen.

I keep having thoughts; they say I’m addicted

To a dream of myself, in a life less afflicted.