I am stunted.
Unable to function like the grown person that I am.
Yet.
Denying a desire I feel would be false,
and I cannot see my present life without it.
An unhealthy want.
A feeling I have felt many times over.
Substitution for feeling unhappy for so many years?
What is it?
Is there something I can fill it with?
Something that isn't you?
You, the nameless boy with many faces
who I've wondered about for a lifetime.
Unable to know your touch or voice or scent.
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