I can’t tell you how I really feel
Not that you’d even care to hear the news

The lillies bloomed again a week after I saw you
A week after I told you I still want to die
I don’t have it in me
The important parts are missing
You held me in the driveway as I started to cry
You have been with me since the start of the ugliness that’s part of being born wrong 
And you have said there’s a trapped door straight to heaven, but I can’t pry it open 
I still don’t belong

I don’t belong
Everything thing that I ever hoped it could be,  everything that I ever thought it should be, is wrong

9th Grade Poetry (Snow Day Version)

Stuck writing the same song for the rest of life.

9th Grade Poetry (Snow Day Version)

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