it feels like im preparing for finality.

ive given up on what i wanted

and im about to step into the unkown.

i dont want to go where im going

but i dont have another option.

i feel like im selling out

and i know ill be a stranger in a strange land

but the time has come to lie

and put on a mask,

like the one who always did.

maybe thats the lesson in all of this.

you become what you disdain,

and without any understanding still,

are forced to that side of the fence.

alone,

unsheltered

and shrouded.

forever.