Never felt like this skin was truly mine
Never felt this body was truly mine
Never thought this mind was truly mine.
I'm so stressed
But watching the stars,
It helps
I feel so bad for all the refugees
It doesn't feel right
That they are turned down at the borders
And even left to die
It doesn't feel right,
The way they treat them
It doesn't feel right,
All this stress building up.
When does it release?
Sometimes my own life doesn't feel right
I wish I was an animal again
This doesn't feel right
I want to run
And chase
And play
I want to scratch
I want to jump
I want to fly.
But I'm bound to this body
We all are
Therian
Otherkin
Fictionkin
Vampires
Copinglink
Choicekin
Otherlink
It never felt quite right
Especially now, when the days are getting harder
It doesn't feel right
(AN: this was a bit more of a vent, and my longest one so far at 139 words)
