glass ceiling


Metropolitan Museum of Art, NYC 2/20/19
i feel stuck 
my head hits the glass ceiling 
knuckles hurt from gripping too tight 
lungs are running out of space 
where do i go
when the water reaches the top
and there’s no more air?
drowning in my deep thoughts 
we always drown in our thoughts 
how do we climb out
of our own fucking head? 
how can we take a break
from the chaos within
the mess that we made ourselves
yea, i built that glass ceiling 
i know i did
that was all me
creating boundaries out of fear 
of touching true happiness 
that i don’t feel worthy of receiving 

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