I used to wonder who I am
Or what I am
Am I upset
Or even real

Am I a male
Or female
Neither?
Both?

Am I to self aware?
What makes me question my faith
Why do you even care to read this ?
You don't

Your not reading this right
There's to many directions
To many choices
Go back and try again

Soon the end will come
But it doesn't have to end
You've gotten this far
if my words left you wondering

Then I've done my part
But no one will read this
When the nights of horror come
This will all end

But maybe you'll find the newest path
You can sit with me on a golden pillow
We can measure art together
Then I can tell you a story