And so there I stood, surrounded by fools.
By those who cannot even begin to know what I am.
A paradox in the flesh, an unsolvable rubiks.
Come and understand me, or at least try our best to.
See that I am, not so different.
I still am only human after all.
But alas, they do not try to.
Perhaps they are afraid to.
And yet they want to hear the other things that make me interesting.
They want to hear the stories and experiences,
But they are all afraid to be there when it happens.
I bring them to places that they don't even know.
I bring them to new heights of pleasure and pain.
But they are mortals, and afraid of what they don't know.
They let me go and venture to these new sensations,
To return to tell them what it's like.