Individuality
I am creator and creation
Honey sweet and viscous
A defense against terror, A defense against grief:
Madness
Despite In spite I remain
Over due and Confused
With no face to call mine
So Open me beasts
And feast
For I am a reflection of the World
Street and Sodium Lights
Afraid to be seen
Afraid to be touched
Afraid of my ownself
And yet
I am alive
by Gabriel Guerreiro 24970