Veil I wear,
Feel my past creeping on me,
Damn all manic manifestations I had so far,
Facades showing their self-worth like skin that has been overexposed,
What happened to me in my twenties?
Must have been lost and scared,
Thrown into a hospital my freshman year,
Turning to bad habits,
A heroin user,
A whore,
From an angel to a hedonistic asshole,
But at least a good student,
The most functional unstable one out there,
And occasionally delusional,
Seeker of exploration and thrills,
Making a home on the other side of the globe,
A natural born ping pong ball,
Hate myself, love myself,
Ashamed and proud,
Miss the spirit of a nomad.
Raymond Hoffman has a background in political science and Southeast Asian Studies. He has taught in China for many years and currently is a fifth grade teacher in the Midwest. Poetry writing has been used by him as a coping mechanism for bipolar disorder for over a decade now. Sylvia Plath has always been a great source of inspiration, as has been Albert Camus.