Whenever I look in the mirror, I see Frankenstein’s Monster. Where am I ? Dissociated somewhere, but hell, even I couldn’t tell you where.
My eyes are no window to the soul because my human vessel lost it’s soul a long time ago I found it, shattered in the depths of my mind in so many pieces, I can never be whole again.
But is that what I want? Or what society wants me to do? to pass as a human, to pass as a man. Is that who I truly am?
So caught in the webs of preconceived notions I’ve been fed all my life: You are not a boy. You will never be a real man
Well, *******!
I am untangling myself from this web, leaving the toxicity behind, surrounding myself with the sunshine I deserve.
You can judge me all you want Just know; I am the one who is truly free.