I am Robert and I am a Werewolf
I turn to a werewolf on a full moon
when a werewolf, I become a bipedal gigantic red wolf
yet, I am still my conscious self
despite being in a body of giant wolf
the night fast approaches, I must hurry.
I think that I have always had this condition
I’ve had it since my birth
and it is an important part to who I am
yet, I must pick and choose who to disclose this to
I do not want to be hunted down by the mob.
When I tell others of my condition
it changes people’s opinion of me
it shouldn’t, wish people would just listen
they would sometimes act as if I was a killer
some even react by starting to flee.
When I have to interact with society
I put on a mask and try to be a “normal” human
having to do this is draining
which makes me yearn for the full moon to rise
that is when I am true as pure moonlight.
There are people who think I should be cured
attempt to fix what they don’t understand
say I need to be normal, but I know that they are scared
I do not want to be normal.
I hate that I feel like I’m a stranger
because of something I had no say in
judging what we do not understand is a sin
I wish people would not judge what they do not understand.
I want to live, enjoy and be happy
I want to be my true authentic self
and be able to live my life in peace.
It is almost dark now
I know there is a full moon out tonight
I leave you now
I am Robert and I am a Werewolf.