Freak

Sometimes if you really let yourself admit it, there's a side of you deep down and hidden, a freakish side. It's something that even you won't admit to yourself, because it makes you feel otherworldly, vulnerable, and dangerously apathetic. It's existence threatens everything you've let people know you as. But when you're alone and you let everything go, there's something wild and liberating about it. It's like you're standing in the foamy white tide of the sea as its cold hands wrap and caress your ankles, its sweet salty essence in the wind on your skin. And you embrace it, embrace who you are, a warm blanket of confidence.