Diluted

When the hell am I going to learn?
How many friends
People
Companions
Must I drive away,
Must I lose
Before my stubborn soul understands?

People don’t want the real me.  
People don’t wanna take the time
To use their minds
To find my truths…

They can’t handle ME,
The real person
Sitting inside this fleshly mask.
I’m too strange;
I hurt too many;
Randomness is my destiny…
As is loneliness…

Not a single person really wants
To know the enigma of
KAGUMI,
Second oldest Pheonix,
Daughter to three different mothers
And no fathers…
Not even my own fiancée wants the trouble

They wanted the watered down
DILUTED
Shortened version
Who
Is
GUMI.