This poem is about how I feel every morning when I wake up, how I feel that nothing I will ever do will be good enough to get where I want to go. Though sometimes there is a glimmer of hope, it is usually fleeting, and never comes to fruition.
My name is Abigale Louis LeCavalier, a name that was not given to me, a name I chose for myself. Louise is for my grandmother who I loved dearly, I share that name with my mother and my sister. I kept the last name because I wanted it to remain the same as my two boys. As for Abigale, people call me Abby, I wanted something as far away from my birth name as possible, and I always loved that name. I'm not good at writing bio's so I'm just going to tell a quick story. I have seen the movie, The Breakfast Club, probably 100 times, but I remember the first time the most clearly. For this reason. I looked like Anthony Michael Hall(Brian), I wanted to be Molly Ringwald(Claire), but I identified most with Ally Sheedy(Allison.) Now my life consists of trying to make my "outsides" look like what I identify "inside." The hardest thing I have ever done.