A Halfway Here Story Poem by Calle Hutch

A Halfway Here Story

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By: Calle Hutch(pen name)

A personal journal that turned into a poem:

My decisions are calculations of what the best outcome will be,
Even writing this paper i'm not writing for me.

As if someone might read this, as if I might show them; a halfway here story that might be a poem.

I want to write freely,
But that cannot be me,
Because all I can hear is my cousin go hehe.

Of course she is right, I'm completely self-centered.
Im dull and unworthy of the love that they've gathered.

But what is a soul without love? It is nothing at all. I have to believe I'm a person without evidence to call.

What do I like? What things make me happy?
It's these egotistical questions that define me unworthy.
In fact it's this whole paper, I cannot escape my nature.

If my cousin does not see myself the way that I do,
What's the matter?
She's not s‘posed to.

It's too bad I'm uncertain,
Ive dug these grooves so deep on an answer that cannot be determined.

Now it's a loop, I'm afraid can't be fixed.
Mistakes have been made, but no more tricks.
I must find a way to feel what's really real,
Allow the shame to absolve and the fakeness to peel.

A Halfway Here Story
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This was a journal entry from my 15 or 16 year old self that I am just now confident enough to post 4 years later. It's called A Halfway Here Story because I was struggling with dissociation and depersonalization at the time, feeling only halfway here. I wrote it all in one take so it's straight from the heart haha😂 This describes some of my experiences feeling left out by my cousins, people who I thought would always be there for me, and at this point in my life it felt like they were all I had. I was constantly changing myself to try and fit in, but no matter what I did if felt like they still saw me the same way. Being the younger sibling to a sister on the spectrum played a big role in forming beliefs about myself, and especially in the dynamics with my extended family. My whole life she has basically done everything in her power to leave me out. I know now that it isn't personal, I'm just her annoying little sis, but seeing my cousin involve her younger sister in everything, who was my age and my friend, along with my sister was pretty hard, and left me feeling less than. After years of feeling like this, I was finally able to come to terms with it, and writing this journal/poem was a big part of that. Maybe someone can relate :) To be fair, most of these things I wrote weren't actually said to me, but it's how they made me feel time and time again, so this was me trying to piece together, all those years, why I wasn't good enough for them.]
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