I have nothing to post so story!

Those who know you wonder
if you hate them. If you
Hated yourself completely.
Where was your autonomy?
Born to look kissed by the sun,
Your skin looked soft. Delicate.
You were afraid, but you felt your
Family always had your back…

Yet, you turned away. Not out of hate.  Not out of embarrassment.
You turned for passion and for 
people to enjoy that passion.

They changed your shell which your soul remained and tried to change your insides—impossible.
You, sun baby, are strong even when you turned to the sun.
Now there’s two of you. 
Two souls fighting to stay consciousness.
One, a sun baby—the other, the courageous sun. 

You are not twins, nor opposites, 
together as one.
One made by their creator—Nini and the other created by the servants of Bamy. 
Be not confused, be not scared.
You live now in complexity.
As the complex, courageous sun baby.

I’ll post about this character when I draw the other ones. He’s a celebrity actor and not a main and some of the main characters enjoy the movies he’s in.