Standards Suffocate Anonymity
I am anon.
a nonconformist
mist shrouded
shrouded pain
painful passion
whisking me away
a way of life
life is tough
tough skinned for my own protection.

I am anon.
a nonconformist
mist shrouded
shrouded sense
senseless actions
brought on by jealousy
jealousy is pain
painful anger takes me over
overwhelmed

I am done
done with standards
standardizing how I should be
being suffocated
tedium is all I know
knowing me will take time
time apart
apart from life
life is short, I will spend it being me.
Return to the Forest