Guilt

Guilt is a monster swallows me whole whenever I try to join your world. Guilt for what happened. Like a fraud, I am. I don't belong. It's reaffirmed any time I'm trying to do what I should, what you take for granted. These attacks not like butterflies, more like arrows. Go off and I can't stop them. Outside everyone smiles and life goes on as it always has. What is wrong with me that it is me staying stagnate, frozen by these fears and all those secrets. That guilt speaks you are not one of us so why are you here? I can't answer, it keeps me weak.