What I once thought to be shelter,
	was only a diversion,
	organized by my cause to shrink,
What I once believed to be my angel,
	was only a dream destroyed,
	a mistaken identity,
What I once knew as the only savior,
	has gone from soft skin and almond eyes,
	to a firm body and vulnerable strings,
What I once knew to be my soul,
	turned out to be an illusion,
	casted by the shadow of other's judgements,