blare

 
I feel insecure in the blinding light of day
too many flaws its not your fault
I was given beauty and I morphed it to suit me

I don't like being stared at
living in obscurity suits me
I undulate under the surface
quietly communicating with nature
your nature a part of everything

forgive me for looking for the loose strings
I pick most things apart
if I lie you will know
would you accept a lie from me?

no... you would beat me down for being weak
there is a place for the meek hearted
I agree they should be protected
I sheltered among them thinking I was similar
until the differences were blaring
and I knew the truth of it

I am as you intended
I often wonder what vampire nursery you got me from?
I'm of the dark night and the white light
a mixed inheritance to be sure
but so much more like you than you bargained for

does it sting the bright light of my existence?