The moment you enter my life my smile, kicks you out the very next moment. & Sorry, but I am not sorry for it. Dysphoria: A state of unease or generalized dissatisfaction with life. Dear Dysphoria, I use your name to label my craving for a safe space I create so easily in the poems I wrote for others and a novel I believe has truth in its fiction. Now that I have used your name, it feels like i have cursed myself. I hope tomorrow when I move yet again from one place to another, I lose your name like I lose hope every day living a life with people who don't respect me.
