Where now do I go
Like a violin’s bow
Swinging wildly
While I beg my mind to sit idly
Trying to find the comfort of my own arms
Ignoring the lure of others’ charms
Who one day I will realize
(And I will feel scandalized)
Were never meant for me
I will be thankful I was set free
Of a life I thought I wanted
My own mind had taunted
Forgetting what I begged for
When I left out that door
For the horror of freedom
And a sake of my own
To find a home
Within my own soul
About the Creator
Ariana GonBon
29yo bi Xicana. There's always more to write about, in more interesting ways than white men.
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