I was born meAnd grew up as a strangerPut on skin like a suit, like armorSynthetic as plasticI was once an honest boyTill honesty became a sinI became..
This was an assignment in my creative writing class last year, in which we were to rewrite a popular childrens story. This is my dark version of Goldi..
How to liveIt's played out like instructionsOne day follows the nextContinuouslyStuck in a loopLike a mouse wheelOr a nooseGetting nowhere but hereI m..