I have tried so many days
To escape
To run from the cage of my ways
I ruminate
Am I as you feel
I steel
My loins to facilitate the flight
Or fright
Is what binds me real
I steer
My body to the edge
To peer
The reflection I dread
The mirror
I see
I know
I am what is real
I’m currently wearing a long sleeved shirt under a short sleeved shirt. Two hoodies, tights, sweat pants and socks. This is what not wanting to turn on the heat looks like.