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Jul. 27th, 2010 10:29 pmFrankenstien
I sit by myself as I question my existence.
Why am I here?
Why am I not like the others?
Why?
I just don't understand.
I am nothing like my brother nor my cousins.
Where did I go wrong I ponder.
No not me my creator.
Did they go wrong at all or did they just create an experiment for their first child.
I do not know.
All I know is that as I look now at life I realize something very powerful,
I am nothing like them none of them.
I've been oppressed from my loves,
I've been held back from my desires.
I am not like them at all.
I am not a genius,
Not a jock,
Nor a prep,
I'm not scene,
Not emo,
Or goth,
Or indie,
Or hipster,
I am just me.
I am a mix.
I am a mutt of a person,
Created from oppression and experiments.
I am a monster.