I'm ripping at the seams.
Undoing
Trying to unfit a shape
More kindly treated
More palatable to behold
The wolves are at the gate
Snarling
Ready to tear away
The layer of veneer
That served only others
Let me out
Taught to obey
Girls
Are to be seen
Never heard
Smile, sit down, just pretend
The wolves are coming
Circling
Saliva dripping from teeth
Ready to destroy
What never was mine
Let me out
Don't let me suffer
Silently
In darkness for decades
In a mind that didn't understand
The struggle imposed
The wolves are here
Nipping
Breath warms my neck
I am being judged
The weight of my soul
Let me out
My only crime
Othered
Never fitting in this world
A creature too bright
To be fully held
The wolves are at my throat
Tearing
Broken flesh now bleeding
Maybe now there's rest
In the end
Let me out
Let me out
Let me go.
Unbecoming
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