Ceremony

I’ve done so many traditional things over the last few weeks

But I lack growing pains-

It makes me feel evil not to cry

For leaving my friends

Or changing a bit of my identity

I’ve become all too content with leaving my home

My childhood home was never a good place

Yet I’ve cried over even that

Have I grown out of the crying?

Strange

I hope not, for I need this for catharsis

Yet life is stifling now

And it goes against the virtues I proclaim

I feel evil

But I’m too apathetic to even mind