mind, body, and soul.
mind,
body,
soul.
i tweak and i tinker,
i change my purebred instincts.
maybe this change,
maybe if i act like her,
or look like your fantasy,
or maybe when i can smile at myself in the mirror.
perhaps tomorrow you laugh at my joke.
perhaps you might stop being ashamed
to know me.
i hope.
it never works.
there will always be someone more than me.
someone who can say they are ok,
and mean it.
someone who is smooth, who smiles, who looks like all you
dream of.
someone who glows gold from deep within.

someone you can be proud to call yours.