he was a grand manipulator…
dressed in white as a hero and savior…
and he knew what buttons to press…
to make you feel completely alone and powerless…
then a second later…
no trace of this cruel dictator…
but if you looked past the golden walls and stones…
you would find the blood and truth of his gleaming throne…
I do what I do…so I can find a way to fly free…
peeling back the layers defining me…
now I’m the only one who tells me who to be…
and that’s enough…
enough for me.
Lauren Kim Art 