So many voices 
greater than my own
out in the atmosphere
accepted
respected…
while I sit here
sinking 
into
the
muck
of
my 
self…
like quicksand
I feel its power
holding me
slowly 
and 
steadily
pulling me 
deeper
and 
deeper
while I do nothing
but sink…

!SNAP OUT OF IT!

…from somewhere inside 
I hear my voice screaming…
How long have I been dreaming?