The Devil

My stepson, he’s not really a devil, just a teenager.

Finding himself crouched atop a pillar he tries to hide from himself all that he thinks he is. He’s fooling himself. When he turns inward and finally sees himself, he realises that there is no place to hide.
If he accepts himself as he is, not as others want him to be, nor as he wants others to see him, he will be free.
Acceptance is freedom. Abandon your baggage and soar.