Arima

by tomiaru

i was playing around with the rhyming, so this got a bit longer than i wanted it to. i think it needs editing, but i'll put it up for now.

            Arima          

            I chose to hide

            I chose to flee

            I chose another me

            Rather than let anyone

            See how I hurt

            From being turned aside

            An aberrant child

            I could do no good

            No one understood

            I was ridiculed as I

            Stood, alone and apart

            For my parents were wild

            They assume I am too

            Perfection became my aim

            I rebelled against their claim

            I mastered the pretend-game—

            Acclaim is now my prize

            But whatever I did or do

            I'd still have this mask

            I'd still be that kid

            I'd still not be rid

            Of the parents who had

            Bid their sorry lives and left

            Condemning me to this task

            Of proving to myself

            That I am different, tame

            That I am more than my name

            That I have no cause for

            Shame, and that I am worthy

            Of loving…this self

            That she—finds beautiful,

            Despite my many faces

            Despite the traces

            Of the bitter bile that

            Laces everything I am:

            She is unmindful.

            Yukinon…arigatou