Ctrl+Z. Ctrl+Me.

"Just living is not enough", said the butterfly, "one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower."
— Hans Christian Andersen.

locked out of heaven.

"I'm not sure this is a world I belong in anymore. I'm not sure I want to wake up."
- Gayle Forman.


Is there a chance
that this world we're living in
is nothing but a lie?

Is there a chance
to question existence
to ask why?

Is there a chance
everything that happens is meant
to confuse the thinkers?

Is there a chance
to feel happy
by putting myself first?


Maybe we have all gotten used to how society forms a template of how everyone should be.
Maybe we have all gotten used to what we should or should not be doing.

All I wanted to do was to be different.
In the end, I somehow still ended up thinking about how I should fit in.
I tried to fit in, but I could not.
I never could.

I have always been one of the boys.
But I ended up deceiving myself that I fit in with boys.

I told myself that I should slowly transform back to what I am supposed to be - a girl.
But I ended up having girls around me with nothing much in common.

Where do I belong?
Where do I stand?

I am different.
I am Mel.



I am everything; everything I'm not.


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