I am a
Lover
and a
Maker
and a
Doer

But I cannot
Love
or
Make
or
Do

Because

I have been
Stripped
of all that is
Nice
and
Clean
and
Pretty

And have been
Replaced
with
Dirt
and
Dust
and
Dreariness

I am an
Impostor. 
Not me.
Not myself.

My body,
but
Not
My
Self.