Deep in the dark I hide,
That’s where my true self resides.
Because out there, my identity
Is constrained by the expectations
That come with this faux entity.
Unorthodox, so I sought out this location
Waiting for the day I am unconditional,
In a society that seems too traditional.
On the other hand, the darkness is bleak;
A lonesome totality.
Elation plummets when these shackles bespeak
Of my dual reality.
Uncertainty lies in my ability
To be genuine, but I can’t ignore the possibility.
Realization is that they won’t all appall,
But even with this there’s still fright.
Then I simply recall
Somewhere in the gloom lurks a spirit beautiful and bright.
Can’t see light shine from an abyss
So here I am, pondering in the darkness.