This one will not have a date.
I feel this everyday,
so I wrote this everyday.
So I will start my saying how nice it is to be. To be a person, human but less of one everyday although evolving, shaping, losing every part;
More than what I want to be, yet still less than most of what I want. Every less than more…Is more than what is less
So I am more and less an equal same
Losing more of who I am meant to be.
More is equal to less so I am
More than less to be me.