All the things.. That happened To me when I was little; They broke me And they made me. It’s not their fault or mine. It is what it is, And through trials And tribulations Here I am. Alone and afraid. I have a friend I love. Queen of lights. Broken but brilliant. My morning light. Burning up inside. Like the stars, But different! That’s what I think of When I wake up. So so strange. A thinker... My maker’s muse. I’m amazed Every day. This is gay... And she would Laugh at this. But here I am!!!!!! Pitiful and perplexed. Talking to myself. Alliteration for An alien mind. I’ve died a few times. I don’t care if die again, I don’t, Karolina... I don’t care.