What am I to you?
Label or passion? Label or contraption? Labeled or faced with dissatisfaction?
Am I a lover of the rain; or a Pluviophite?
Am I a lover of the storming skies; or a Ceraunophiliac?
Am I a lover of darkness; or a Nyctophiliac?
What do you see? What do you fear? What do you know? What labels suit you?
Are titles as safe as the blanket that keeps you warm in bed?
Do categorization make you feel invincible from all evils and bullet proof?
Do pre-made cookies for society make the world go round in your eyes?
Well, I wish you the best of luck in life.
Only a few can go back from the mindset from their pasts to find the truth in the future.
3 replies on “What am I?”
I hear you. Sometimes it has to come out.
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This was very deep, Alex. Made me think about labels and comfortability. Good piece of writing.
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This kind of stuff has been floating around in my head for awhile.
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