Quote by Chloé Holland Dicks

“The Art of Becoming Who I'm Not I've mastered the art of mimicry, Bending and twisting, so you'd see The person you want, not who I am, A reflection caught in someone else’s plan. I wear the masks you’ve tailored tight, Changing my colours in your light. But the weight of this act has grown too vast— I’ve lost myself in shadows cast. You think you know me, but it's a lie, A crafted version built to satisfy. I shape-shift, I mold, I rearrange, A puzzle of fragments that feel so strange. In your eyes, I’m whole, I’m sound, Yet inside, I’m nowhere to be found. A chameleon lost in its own disguise, Drowning beneath layers of compromise. Who am I when the curtains fall? A hollow echo, nothing at all. An actor lost in endless roles, Pieces scattered, shattered souls. So if you think you know my face, Remember, it’s just another place Where I’ve hidden, tried to belong— But this pretence has gone on too long. I’ve forgotten who I used to be, Caught in the trap of who you see.”

Quote by Chloé Holland Dicks