but not with my heart.
As I grew, I learned to shut down-
-shut down my emotions and build-
-build a box tightly locked
around my heart.
A box to stuff the pain in
without letting it out.
One day while looking at the box
and wishing I could open it up,
I looked up and saw myself
as different people, different genders,
different personalities.
Some of us approach and learn
to blend with each other,
but others stand off.
I approach one, asking them
to blend with us, but they-
-they freeze at first at first,
then they run away.
I chase after them,
and they circle back and jump
into the box where I dare not follow.
I sit by the box and wait for them.
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1 comment:
Thank you, Sef. This is making me think. Hard.
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