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.