Dreams of who I want to be. Dreams of what I want to do.
Not the dreams of others that impose false expectations onto me and cause me to project an incorrect image of myself. An image that’s not me.
My true desires – they become a haunt when I stray too far away from my true self, into standards projected by others that don’t fit everyone.
They haunt because I was losing myself and they are reminding me.
They are only haunting when I ignore them. When I ignore myself and only listen to others.
So I want to face my haunt.