Does it really matter that I am me?
Not in a self-deprived way, but in a wholesome one cause I am more than just a self. I can detach from this body at accustomed times and grow steadily changing my personality.
So, what am I?
Just another human that can shapeshift and still asks “Is this where I’m supposed to be?”
I deserve space
I deserve time
To be loved by everyone when it is only me around.
I deserve love because I am more than myself.
More than me, I am we;
The reincarnation of your love and hate.
A kiss at nighttime and the nightmare you had last night.
bluepoise
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