Identity Crisis 1 & 2
Another mask. Yet another pseudonym.
I think I am beginning to forget who which one is me any more myself.
So many paths down which I have walked, allowing the leaves to brush me and change me as their crisp sap sops my skin. And as I absorb this pale toxin, it modifies the very me, to a new, different changed me.
I no longer see who which one is me…
I think I am beginning to forget who which one is me any more myself.
So many paths down which I have walked, allowing the leaves to brush me and change me as their crisp sap sops my skin. And as I absorb this pale toxin, it modifies the very me, to a new, different changed me.
I no longer see who which one is me…