Something in this one reminds me of my sister. I feel her energy is often in the background, suggesting ways of being to me. I feel the pull of my mom and my sister’s mind bubble. They are far too certain of their realities and far too open to suggestion. I have been very easily remolded by the people around me, like plado, never solidifying into a final structure with a clear function. It’s unnerving and frustrating. Who am I? 

You’re a shapeshifter, 
absorbing other’s templates, often unknowingly. 
You have no barrier to entry
No skin to cover your organs.
Establish your sphere, your ring, your space
Channel your true face. 

Then, at will, learn to absorb aspects of others
That you choose
So you gain their strengths
Instead of lose
Yourself.