Day 41 Mulling Over Life And Writing

Day 41 of the daily prompts:

Facade

For years, I showed my best side to everyone. I made myself nice, small, and beige, yet it never amounted to the good and safety I thought it would. All it did was give me this nesting feeling that my facade was slowly suffocating me. But from early on, my way of being, my personality was somehow wrong.

It’s funny how things will solve themselves. It’s never the way you think they will. I never thought I would sit at the back of a cop car, watching my...