For years I could adapt
To everything people expected
to everything I'm not
Even now I try hard to be
just as average as them
Something happened
Just a simple click in my brain
How long must this go on?
I went looking for my true self
Never closing my eyes for the truth inside
I am complicated
a mixture of darkness and light
Torn between my own passion
and the needs of everyday life
Still drawn to my own fantasies
I calm my restless mind
It's okay, just close your eyes..
At night, I am entitled to go
wherever my fantasy takes me
and warms the coldness in my heart
When I wake up again
I am stronger and filled with joy
Prepared to take on anything
the world needs me to
Life's good again
People say I have changed
They don't like my looks
Think I'm too distant
Too much of everything
I just smile at them
That's just me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No matter what new revelation comes forth from your poems, you will always be Count Dracula to me.