Recusant's Heart

Tue, 01/20/2015 - 16:39 -- AshB147


Who am I? I'm no one

I'm someone, that no one sees

I'm outgoing

And I'm "here"

So why do I feel invisable?

Because my name isn't my name

My face doesn't look how it should

The clothes I wear aren't chosen by me

Chained up by society

Chained up by my family

Chained up by myself

Stuck in the void of a recusant heart

I can't help but be who I am

Sorry, society

Sorry, family

Sorry, that part of me, that's deep, deep down

I am who I am

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