All my days my mind twists and turns
Pondering kind words and how they burn
I restrict myself
I order myself
So my words are never vicious
So my words are never selfish
But my facade is breaking now
The act has worn me down
I am self-centered to my core
And the gaze of many lands on me sore
Why even bother pretending for you
You are not my God and not my judge
Perhaps it’s time to sink in my mind
And dance wildly in moonlight
And stand proudly in sunlight
Bathe gleefully in the hatred of others
Free in the truth of my being
Not born to be sweet
Not born to be twisted
Born to be somewhere in between
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-Himeros
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