I had my trungsten shot today
Three times to my left ventricle
My chest is getting used to this unfamiliar feeling
Turning into steel was quite the task for my daint heart
I think I'm changing slowly
No, I am still fascinated by the simplest things
But I don't want to please anyone, at least not anymore
I have a mind of my own now
I have created my ideal world
One where I'm completely relaxed
A place where my flaws are accepted
Somewhere where I do not have to explain why I am the way I am
I like how comfortable I am with myself now
I have finally come to terms with my personality
Comprehending that there is only one of me in this circular world
I trust my mind to think up good things for me
My thoughts are finally aligned in the right direction
My dreams are as vivid as ever
I know they will yield beautiful fruits
Now though I still have this fear
This thought that I'll never be enough for the people around me
I still have the constant reminder that man will never be satisfied with my actions
I know they will always proclaim me as evil
Just because I refuse to lower myself to think in their limited ways
They will always complain of my indifference to their standards of right and wrong
But I am the happiest I have ever been
Because I know I am the most perfect imperfection.
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