I feel akin to a monster
You should be proud
I am everything
I'm scared to say aloud
Frankenstein's design
Spectacle grotesque to behold
You are responsible
Making flesh cold
You should have caught this coming
Mold I tried to fit
I got angry when I couldn't
Destroyed it bit by bit
You attempted to shape my emotions
Arrange me a little more like you
It backfired and I mutated
Into a monstrosity mimicking your every move
I transformed in front of eyes
Metamorphosis we both took hard
What was pure and picturesque
Hideous and scarred
I now am an abomination
Too horrendous for sight to see
Patchwork quilt of faulty components
Sewn with insecurity
I was supposed to be built in your image
Your perfection I hardly resemble
Lost the sweetness of my youth
Silhouette alone reason to tremble
In your efforts to change me
Into creature of similar disposition
Pushed me far enough to snap
Past point of recognition
I look into mirror and gasp
Not comprehending reflection
Asking how someone could diverge
So drastically the wrong direction?
I've grown talons
Tentacles
Tusks
Replacing my human parts
I don't know how to undo the progression
Revert this revolting reprobate to how it was at the start
I once was a beauty
But became the thing I liked the least
Experiment got out of hand
Now all I will ever be is a beast
Oct 14, 2024
Oct 14, 2024 at 6:30 AM UTC
I feel akin to a monster
You should be proud
I am everything
I'm scared to say aloud
Frankenstein's design
Spectacle grotesque to behold
You are responsible
Making flesh cold
You should have caught this coming
Mold I tried to fit
I got angry when I couldn't
Destroyed it bit by bit
You attempted to shape my emotions
Arrange me a little more like you
It backfired and I mutated
Into a monstrosity mimicking your every move
I transformed in front of eyes
Metamorphosis we both took hard
What was pure and picturesque
Hideous and scarred
I now am an abomination
Too horrendous for sight to see
Patchwork quilt of faulty components
Sewn with insecurity
I was supposed to be built in your image
Your perfection I hardly resemble
Lost the sweetness of my youth
Silhouette alone reason to tremble
In your efforts to change me
Into creature of similar disposition
Pushed me far enough to snap
Past point of recognition
I look into mirror and gasp
Not comprehending reflection
Asking how someone could diverge
So drastically the wrong direction?
I've grown talons
Tentacles
Tusks
Replacing my human parts
I don't know how to undo the progression
Revert this revolting reprobate to how it was at the start
I once was a beauty
But became the thing I liked the least
Experiment got out of hand
Now all I will ever be is a beast
Written 1-18-19
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