I feel as if this is a mask I’m wearing~
All of this pain and despair~
has no room here~
Happiness around every corner~
Makes any watcher wonder~
What makes her think she can feel this way?~
Entitlement seeps through the crack in her ploy-
Because she likes more than boys?~
Acceptance leaves no room for the cage~
She locks herself in and writes on a page~
Begging for pity and help for the wounds~
She ~
Dare~
Not~
Share~
Because they’re too deep?~
Or too shallow?~