Shadowy Contemplation

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.