This body you see
was given to me
as a vessle to carry my soul.
I’m making it a shrine
to everything I am.
I want them to know
from a mile away
that I’m a different breed.
I have a goal they’ll never understand.
My words are garbage - just so you know.
I make no sense
but the words spill out
and I must put them somewhere
so they don't drown my mind. My Personal Writings a > My Drawings and Photography a >