Damn curse

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if things were different.
If I were complex, if being that way were seen as something admirable.
They would say I played with fate before settling down with someone,
and no one would judge me for it.
Every achievement, every medal, would be seen as a mark of power.
They would say that makes me a leader.
An Alpha. The Alpha.
The kind of man everyone follows without hesitation.
But I'm not that.
And yet, everyone seems to believe they should teach me my place,
as if dominance were measured only by strength or a loud voice.
How does that make sense?
Why are they allowed to be fierce and free,
while I'm expected to be discreet, gentle, proper?
I'm so tired of running as fast as I can,
trying to reach a place they insist doesn't belong to me.
Sometimes I wonder if I'd arrive sooner if I were an Alpha.
If my words would carry more weight.
If my boundaries would be seen as respect instead of weakness.
And I'm exhausted by the way they come back, again and again,
to test how far they can go with me,
as if my silence were permission.
Because if I were an Alpha... then I would be the Alpha.
I would be the one who sets the pace.
The one who makes the rules.
The one they would never dare to touch without my consent.
But I'm not.
I'm an omega.
And that confuses them, challenges them, frightens them.
Because they discover that I don't need to be an Alpha to have power,
and that realization makes them tremble.

⏤͟͟͞͞✩ Info

◻️ This story is entirely my own work
◻️ The Yu-Gi-Oh characters do not belong to me; all credits go to its late author
◻️ This book addresses themes such as machismo, directed toward omegas
◻️ Copies are not allowed without prior permission
◻️ Omegaverse
◻️ If you are not a fan of yaoi content, please turn back and do not leave offensive comments
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