This is the only place were I can recognize me
Maybe?
I look in the mirror and there.
You aren’t.
You are washed up and dry
Peaceful and without pride
Dying inside

My outside is what I see
Only physical in the light
-My insides-
“They desire me.”
Some people think we are one and the same.

I hear the person that I will be.
He calls my name…
Waiting for me to choose the paths…
I am a torn beast.
Unreconciled and sometimes dangerous
Waiting on myself and then moving quickly.
Desperate by nature

Is anyone there?
There is only me
The rules aren’t fair
Someone punches me.

I arrive here.
I look up.
Staring at the animal I see
Maybe it isn’t?

Surely
My insides spill out.
Vomiting my thoughts; releasing everything.

I look up.
There I am.