I’ve had enough. I don’t need this anymore. I tear my face away screaming, letting out the anguish built in. Slowly the monster comes out, no longer held in by the body made by society. I’m not what you think I am and I never will be. I scream more, the screams music to my ears and peace to my heart. It feels good to come out of this cast. I’ve been in this mold far too long, it’s time you knew who the real me was. I’m tired of making everyone else happy and fulfilling everyone’s wishes. The perfect son, the perfect brother, the perfect friend. What about me? Where do I find my perfect parents or my perfect friend? Who really knows me? Who really WANTS to know me? Lies and deceit, all I ever hear and tell. When will it all stop? When will it all end? The mold is broken, the beast is out. I am happy. Society is not. It forces the beast to wear another cast, another shell. I’m confined again, once more held against my will. When will I be free? When will people know the real me? What’s the solution? Does one even exist?
Here I am again, inside yet another cover.
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As long as you know yourself, you know what you want I guess there’s no problem with that. If nobody understands you, then it’s not your problem. Just be yourself. A true friend will love you the way you are!
