Who Am I

Am I beautiful?
Am I ugly?
Am I me?
Things I have faced have left me unafraid.
I wondered when my life would get better.
They say its just a phase.
That God judges you and test you unexpectedly.
I sometimes wonder if that is truly whats happening to me.
Or is it that fate is playing a cruel game right now with my heart.

I crave love.

Yet I satisfy myself in the destruction of others.

I am a monster and yet I am not.

My mask is built on deceit and lies.

I play innocence and purity.

But in truth, I play myself on the lies I create.

So everyone looses in the end, myself as well.

But I have yet to realize.






Who really am I?