I Am... ME!!!
I am... not just the matrix of dust drawn,
in the image of my creater,
thus spawned in the womb of ignorance.
I am not just some THING
manifested from guilty pleasures of my forefathers,
I am not the wound that you seek to
clean and cover, to make yourself better,
I am not a creature that has evolved from the uninhabitable wilds of your imagination,
I am not the flesh encased in this thickly plastered melanin shell,
I am the irony of life, too loathesome to appreciate
Too good be taken away,
I am greatness, love, pain, sorrow, laughter, selflessness and joy,
In a world encompassed by infinite and eternal darkness,
I am... ME!!!
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