"Tearing away at the seams"

By Janus Black

When I was looking for truths, I found them when I stoped looking.
I found I was not a skin,
I found I was not a group,
I found I was not thine mother or thine father,
I found I was not my country,
I found I was not my "cuture"
I found I was not my sex
I found.......That I was I.