For those of you who can't see the text:

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This form suits me
As much as a dam does a river
Unable to break free
This face is grand
Like a faded painting
Its beauty never found
This life is perfect
As a broken jar
Containing naught

How I want
To put on different clothes
And set myself go
How I need
To be
Not me

I look at them all
Those beautiful creatures
Never doubting
Always complete
I look at myself
This mismatched conjecture
Never functioning
Eternally beat

How I want
To tear away my flesh
And start this life fresh
How I need
To be
Not me

But I will never know
This peace I dream of
I will only ever be
Just Me

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Hope you find this outpouring of thoughts and angst to be an enjoyable one.

-Sigma