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Portrayed

Is this how I want to be portrayed?


As a:


Loner

Stoner

Sex addict

Drug addict

Intelligent

Fighter

Writer

Sage

Who is broke

And bitter

But somehow

Still hopeful

And somehow

Still sensitive and romantic?


What the actual fuck?


Is this how you see me?


No?


Alright. 


Good.


Because it’s all a lie.


Instead of assuming, let me ask you directly,


What do you see in me?


. . .


Your silence here is felt.


And let me ask myself


Is this how I want to be portrayed?


. . .


If not by these breadcrumbs that you've already laid,

Then, Clint,

In what way do you want to be portrayed?


. . .


My silence here is . . .


CH 2/11/24

 
 
 

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