Parasite

Imagine, everytime

You look into the mirror,

Someone else,

Stares back at you.

Imagine when

You speak out loud,

The voice,

Is not your own.

You feel something

Crawling under your skin

Your body,

Is not yours anymore.

The parasite

Is taking over and

Turning you,

Into something else.

You may lament

On your fate but

Only till,

Your soul's unstained.

You thought

You will change the world,

In the end,

It's the world that changes you.

It is better,

To submit yourself to it

Than to cure,

By bleeding it out of you...