"the villain"

I tried to be

as human as I could,

I forced myself to fill

in the skin that didn’t fit,

my shell cracked

and I tried to put the pieces together,

they were as beautiful and rare

as the china my mother showed me when I was six

but I never felt quite right,

everything was always the slightest bit off

as if they had walked into a room

with each piece of furniture moved by an inch-

it still had the same coverings

but the orientation made them

walk into it

so I fell in the sea

and pretended to be

and the stars and the scars and the love and the hatred

never made me fear

but it simply made me loathe-

I became the villain

when I was trapped,

I feared myself more than anyone else.