Maybe what I am is a personality.
An invincible entity
that believes in true love
A persona strapped to tortuous connection,
searching for release
Maybe what I need is distance.
From the lashings of kinship
and the realities of society
From myself, and the hatred
seeping from between her teeth
Maybe what I want is freedom.
To destroy the handcuffs of expectation
and the manipulations of the trusted
To escape the traits that frighten me
I am a scattered mind,
dripping in conceit.
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