The Jacket

Sun, 12/14/2014 - 23:34 -- mas0013

That houndstooth pattern embracing my body

So boldly I do walk with my head held high.

It makes me cringe.

Yet makes me fly.

Eats away.

Yet is a lie...

All eyes on me as I walk through the halls.

All eyes on what they want me to be.

But do I waiver?

I walk down the hall with this houndstooth covered jacket.

A smile on my face as if I own this place.

It makes me cringe.

Yet makes me fly.

Eats away.

No...there is nothing left but this lie.

So why do I wear

This houndstooth covered jacket?

 

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