[Lawtan]

Oh what a world,
These colorful forms,
The rocks that talk and listen!

I can’t talk to rocks?
What hogwash is this…they speak my language
Unlike you.

I…have to act like others,
I have to be normal, or I will be alone,
I have to become something else.

I give up my hooks,
My interests…now on what is expected,
I am getting faster, but so behind…

I am ahead for once,
Oh yes – I shall learn to fight,
I shall lead where I once followed,
This mask is mine.

I serve well, do I not?
And shouldn’t life should be better,
But you still want more, my brain, my books, my hands, my self

Gods, the mask broke!
I have failed, and am thus damned – I will be left behind,
I must cut and flee…flee a home in flames, a tattered life,

I am in a loop now,
I don’t understand why I can’t outrun it…
I don’t know who I am…

I hate the shattered mask in hand,
It ruined life for real-me,
Should I die now, failing at happiness,
Or should I be a Fury towards those who helped forge it?

I'll need to keep my mask for now,
The Hounds remain at my heels...
The true self remains too young and undeveloped to thrive on its own...
But I must survive!

Sorry...writers block right now...also homework, so you get poems instead.