I am Torn.

[Isollyta]

I am overwhelmed with sadness, shame and loneliness every waking and dreaming moment of my life. I am even ashamed of my aversion to the pain because I know I deserve it. It is nobody else's fault that I am a freak. I am everything that can be wrong with a person and people are right to be revolted by me. I failed to be beaten into normality or pressured into it like any normal social creature would be. Somehow I am still defective.

I am the most beautiful creature I have ever had the blessing of knowing. This greatness is reserved for me and me alone. I will have me all to myself in the end and be happier that way. This world has blown its many, many chances to appreciate me and realize what I have to offer. Either you can do it my way alongside me or I'll do it my way alone. I can acquire my physical essentials easily. My emotional ones are already covered.

I am never okay but never in danger.