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The Roles We Play

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I lose sight of who I am most days. It's difficult to chronicle who I am, what I want, and why I am still here at times. I feel decay in my dreams, wrongness in my wishes, and errors in my existence. I see the world around me and become so deeply dismayed. As Marina from Marina and the Diamonds put it in her song "Savages:" You can see it on the news You can watch it on TV You can read it on your phone You can say it's troubling Humans aren't gonna behave As we think we always should Yeah, we can be bad as we can be good I feel like I play many the false role in my story. As an aspiring English teacher, I've come to find out I have three core beliefs. 1. Words have power. 2. Stories have power. 3. We are stories - we have power. In poems I've written, I noted that I often feel like I am made of words. That they flow through my veins, fortify my heart, and stir my soul. A non-stop rush of words and meanings and sounds jar my brain e...