look at me for what i am

i am not my body but my mind,

my body shall age with me but my brain must stay young.

flowers must grow from my rotting body.

i’m pleading you see me as my spirit, for it is the only thing that will not grow old in me, for it is the only thing i am proud of.

my body’s only a temporary temple in which i’m endlessly trapped.

touch my soul and not my anatomy!

i am an endless creature and i beg you to see me as such.