Taken, that's what I am.
Taken from my home, from my world simply because it didn't fit with someone's image of where I should be.
I am forced to behave in ways I've never seen before because it is the whim of those who hold the whip.
I can only think what they will let me; So many influences just overrun my mind.
I can see only what reality will let me.
At least I rest easily knowing that somehow I am worth all this effort.

I am working on a story series that focuses on the ins and outs, goods and bads of society and both the good and evil that spawns from the heart. The third part is passing quickly and should be up soon. I've still got quite a few parts to go.