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My aspirations disintegrated before I even had a chance to touch them. My decisions are being made by those that make me happy. But this is not making me happy! Why can’t I envelop myself in the warmth of my travelling aspirations? I am pushed further from the words that I have choked on. I’m sorry I spoke, I’m sorry I tried to have a voice, I’m sorry I’m not talented enough to do anything I desire! Yes, I am constantly changing, I am constantly unpleased with myself. Can you hear my choking words this time? How can I scream without a voice? I am constantly despising myself! What is wrong with these horrendous