Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Wonder

Point Pleasant was where I was born,
The year after the Mothman came.
Many sightings of him were sworn
To - furry, winged thing got the name.
I was told my Mom went insane,
And shortly thereafter she died.
I asked about my Dad in vain.
Nobody knew, they all replied.
As I grow older, I have dreams
Of having wings that let me fly.
My skin is hairy and it seems
My life so far has been a lie.

That might explain why Mom went mad.
The Mothman might have been my Dad.