Out of Sorts
©2023 Susan Noyes Anderson
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I think my skin is on backwards
or maybe inside-out.
It feels too tight; it feels too loose.
It makes me wanna shout.
My right-side-up is upside-down;
of that, I’m pretty sure.
Unbalanced is the word for me
(unhinged, in search of cure).
Can anybody help me out?
Knock down this crazy dream.
I need a fix, a fixer. Fix me!
I’m not what I seem.
In truth, I’m only half this weird.
Most days, I’m well worth knowing.
So save me, someone. Anyone.
The ‘new me’ is annoying!
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Tags: aging, change, frustration, losing yourself, mid-life, transitions
Susan Noyes Anderson
Susan Noyes Anderson is the author of At the End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book, ©1997; Awaken Your Spiritual Power: The Fairy Godmother Isn’t Coming!, Karisma Press, ©1999; and His Children (poetry only, photos are by Anita Schiller), Vantage Point Press, ©2003.