My designation is Emery
But I’m never authentically me.
I don’t fit a gender or an indicated identity
I will be vigorous, feared, even maybe revered.
My designation is Emery
But I’m never genuinely me.
I’m not in the ebony and white yes or no
Platforms of typical human society
My denomination is Emery
But I’m never authentically me.
Few ken my true name
And some cerebrate it’s just a game
My designation is Emery
But I’m never authentically me.
I’m a light ambulator and a fallen shadow
A constant contradiction of will
My denomination is Emery
But I’m never genuinely me.
I’ve tangled with love and hate
And neither discriminate.
My denomination is Emery
But I’m never genuinely me
I fall slow but I fall hard
zealous but scarred
My designation is Emery
But I’m never authentically me
I optate to optically discern all the world has
But alas
First I have to be me
My denomination is Emery
About the Creator
Sunset
I am an artist, a crafter, a writer, a lover, and so much more.
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