Who am I?
What a question so often asked, that even I can't answer.
What am I?
I'm lost. Lost in a world full of vengeance yet so full of pardon.
What am I?
I'm trapped. Trapped in my mind because society gives me no choice.
They tell me I can't, they say I'm no good, so I run.
Run in the corners of my mind to hide.
Hide from the criticisms and loud shouts of insults that float out of the mouths of others who are lost.
But I want to break free.
Free from your judgement. Free from your schemes and traps you set to get me.
Slowly I remove the shackles used to keep me confined. Gradually the chains break and I can see clearly.
So like a newly formed butterfly or like a bird in the sky.. I fly.
I'm gone..leaving all behind, starting a new.
So I bid you farewell, and say goodbye without looking back..or asking why.