I live in a skin which is not mine. It is neither borrowed nor stolen. It is imposed by expectations of others. I try my best to do justice to the role, but keep chaffing under the burden.
I long to be myself, but the price to be paid for freedom could be high. I am not sure, if I can pull it off either. There are voices crowing in my ear, which say that I cannot and dare not.
I continue doing whatever I’m expected to do, and anticipate rewards which never come.
shivering existence
cacophony surrounds
ethereal me
Creative Experiments and More 
The image looks so sinister, but for some reason I decided to make my tale at least slightly humorous. Yours seems more in keeping with the tone of the artwork.
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Different tones enliven a challenge. Thanks so much!
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A shivering tale- so apt for the image. Love it!
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Thank you so much, Vivian!
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You’re welcome!
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Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #2: Reena Saxena’s latest #haibun!
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Thanks for the reblog, Frank!
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My pleasure, Reena! 😇
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