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Nov. 26th, 2003 02:13 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
This skin feels wrong, this body awkward.
The arms too long, the feet too far away.
I tower over the world, my form clumsy and hard to control, barely avoiding disaster at every step, every gesture.
This seems wrong, alien, unfamiliar to me. But if this is not mine, not normal, not right, then who am I? Where is my form, and why does english feel like it is used from necessity?
I don't remember anything else, but this doesn't feel right.
Who am I? I don't know...I feel so lost, so disjointed...Where did I come from, if not from here?
I don't even know my own name....
The arms too long, the feet too far away.
I tower over the world, my form clumsy and hard to control, barely avoiding disaster at every step, every gesture.
This seems wrong, alien, unfamiliar to me. But if this is not mine, not normal, not right, then who am I? Where is my form, and why does english feel like it is used from necessity?
I don't remember anything else, but this doesn't feel right.
Who am I? I don't know...I feel so lost, so disjointed...Where did I come from, if not from here?
I don't even know my own name....