Cease to exist; for a moment.

I hate who I am. I don’t have reason or cause to, except for, I am me. I don’t like it one bit. If there were a chance I could, just for one day, cease to exist, i’d grasp that chance tight and will it to come true. Forget trying to remember how I’m supposed to smile, how i’m supposed to laugh, how i’m supposed to look, how i’m supposed to be. and for a moment, I’ll close my eyes, and cease to exist. For a moment, I’ll be happy, for a moment I’ll be glad to be me. But this is reality, a place where people mess with our brains and alter our perspective. where people look in the mirror and wish they could change everything, be a different person. And if they got a chance to cease to exist….would they close their eyes and will it so? would they smile when they were no longer part of this sorrow? would they be joyous? just for a moment? A sweet, serene, peaceful, moment…?
Yes, I’d like that very much.