Everyone gave you a map.
Nobody told you it wasn't yours.
Study hard. Be good. Be quiet.
Be grateful. Be pretty. Be perfect. Be small.
...so why does nobody feel happy?
You're running an operating system
you never chose.
The world rewards the persona,
not your presence.
You were never meant to be a machine.
You think you're fighting the outside.
You're actually fighting the inside.
Not a straight line.
A return to yourself.
Step by step. Layer by layer.
The map exists.
You just have to choose to look.