She knows the truth
but then admitting it would be like exposing herself
it would be like getting a tattoo
you can never truly get rid of it even if it was just a mistake you made
even if you just claimed it as exploring its forever imprinted
it's not worth it unless you wear it proudly you either stay hidden or become bold, shameless even
its like exposing her secrets
How she changed the I's to she's
How she changed the she's to he's
And how she she asked everyone around her if her being that would be weird
And the possibility of the censure hurt
The possibility of the isolation
The unknown
The questions..
is this living?
the what if, could've, should've and would've are plently and not lacking
she wondered if she could carry the sin because it's no secret that this wasn't the original plan
such suspicious weren't drawn overnight
but rather in the forbidden childhood memories closed of at the junkyard
were the imperfect memories
are discarded of
they are not so innocent
the opposite actually it was like
the demons of the past
lived so that this angel
standing before you could exist
but the control Is a facade coming loose
the junkyard has opened
the tiny girl is asking for her innocence back and the teen for the rebellion
she doesn't own a closet but a walk in closet practically a room
where there's a window
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