fugitive

Honestly I'm terrified

Constantly

Because the real me

Is hidden away

Because the real me

Is unacceptable

Because the real me

Is wrong

I'm sorry

I can't help who I love

I wish you could understand that

But I know you never will

So I will stay where I am

Hidden away

Unacceptable

Wrong

forgive me?

no

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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