I feel like I have taken a few steps back. My depression appears to be my puppet master, handling my life the way it feels like handling it- propping me up most days and collapsing me in others. Twisting and turning my emotions with a mental tourniquet. Photography is magic. In this world I can be whoever I choose, any and all versions of myself or someone else. Pick a pose, pick a mood, pick a picture. Completely controllable. I can be whoever you want me to be. I am a model and I can do just that- model behavior. Model what society wants, model emotions, provide a canvas for anything you envision. It's a talent- a trick of sorts. Sticks and stones may break my bones, but my true thoughts are for the lucky ones
-SamanthaElizabeth
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