"Yes, I'm not normal. Yes, I'm not sane. Yes, I got a split personality, on both scales of the gender scales. I'm a guy, yet I sometimes feel like I'm actually a girl."
Readers: " So... you gay?"
Me: "Fuuuuccckkkk, noooooooo. well the male me aint. My female side, also likes girls."
Readers: "Kay, continue."
Me: "I switch between my personalities when I stress. I'm literally calling on deaths door, not caring what he does, he works for me. I'm both me and Emily(Raider-sama), who'm I owe my writing skill too. She's my creative, wacky, side. Me, I'm the dull, care-free, back-off side. I build walls, to keep me safe from people and she goes knocking them down. I got a lot of friends, all interesting and unique, who can make me laugh, who'm I enjoy spending time with, but I'm a loner."
Markus: "Hey, tell em bout me too."
Me: sighs. "Now I need to. I spent five years as a wiccan, studying mostly the elements of fire and air, and I stumbled across Markus A.K.A. my demonic shadow. He kept me aware of threats, Helping me know when someone tried sneeking up on me."
Markus: "Awe, you. Stop now, it's enough of me."
Me: "Thanks. Anyway, I spiral alot. I had to see a psychologist, cause my reality and imaginary places were clashing( Chuiunibyou), but I kept my grip on my world, a world where I was happy. This world. my books became a part of my soul. Anyway, enough of this. Thanks for listening guys. I am here if you need a shoulder to lean on. I mean it. If you message me and I don't answer, I'm sorry. then I'm beyond a wifi zone. Sorry."
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PoetryWe all have different views on poetry, but this is mine, fiiled with love, hate, fear, peace, joy, you know what, I think you get the point. I am not such an amazing poet as many of my poems seem bland to me. Words can out do even the best of art...