She told me that if she was anything She was a desperate attempt Of a human life form She told me that she never felt sanity Never felt normal But she told me that her desperation Was just because she wanted to fit in It wasn't her fault She was the daughter of the guardian 'I just want my story to be told, Truthfully indeed,' She said to me, as I sipped my tea 'Truthful, I can try, But honey, story telling is based on lies,' I smiled as I finished my brew And walked out planning the death of you.
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Hiding in my stomach where no one can find her is a beast.
She's a shapeshifter, this monster. Sometimes her skin is leathery and membranous, and wings stretch where her arms used to be.
Sometimes she's a mass of fur and horns and talons. Sometimes she's just a fog of darkness leaking into the world.
But she never lets me forget that she's there. When I look into the mirror, I see her. I'll touch my face and find it utterly human, and yet my reflection is a leviathan. A demon. She used to terrify me, make me sweat and shake from fear.
But I've come to accept that this is what I am. A monster whose teeth are stained with blood of mine and others. I can never brush them clean.
My body and soul are not synonymous. When I look at my body, I still refer to it as she, I stare into the mirror, And she looks back at me. You can regret her but please Don't forget her. We'll never be those kids again. I can't wait to be someone else again. I'm an anomaly, a shapeshifter.
We met on common land Sharing a favorite band We started holding hands And I felt absolutely grand Following your similar strand But I began to feel ****** Once I saw you had planned To burn me with your brand You had my idiosyncrasies scanned So you could start acting bland Once I was on your nightstand
While trying to give me an ******* You put on a fake southern inflection Thinking it’s in vogue to be Texan You’re more like Rogue from the X-men Spreading your shapeshifter infection Trying to pass your suitor’s inspection You hide your personality from detection Like a jaded politician during an election You give the people what they want Until they love you Your similarities you constantly flaunt Until they’re subdued
Your metamorphosis Informed my bliss By eating from my dish You fulfilled my wish Of finding who I’m looking for Not knowing what’s in store Once I start to see more Deep down to your core To find an empty floor Behind a locked door
Raised as a changeling With trends ranging From punk rocker To athletic boxer In a life where validation Is another person’s creation Needed for ego inflation That’s given as placation For your simple sedation
Now you’re a shapeshifter Looking to ape misters As you forsake sisters For date blisters Creating a friendless drought So when you’re down and out You need a man who’s devout While I look at you with doubt
I come to you with problems You can’t help me solve them You just listen to what I say And then press replay A form of redundant consolation So issues I don’t relay To avoid your echolocation While my soul is filleted
Your Houdini act Voodoo genie tact Garnered a time pact By tricking a blind bat Through a mind hack Which gave me great pain The size of a Great Dane For a misery refrain After you interest feigned To enjoy my reign But your interest waned And you quit the game Saying I’m to blame
Once I’m replaced You build a new face On the one you erased For another embrace While losing all grace Looking for an ace To take you away from this place Where you’ll always remain An abrasive codependent strain Viewing relationships as games Or obstacles overcame You become the bane Of another’s lane Causing rain In their brain
Your focus on mimicry Is super gimmicky Pretending I didn’t see Your lack of personality When you can only parrot what other people say You become an amalgamation of those you date Which isn’t the worst but definitely isn’t great When we should just organically relate