IceGalaxy

dont say
she's just like me
 

my middle name is gayle.
this is my grandmother's middle name. 
my grandmother was the first woman
in her family to get a 
degree in college, something
deemed impossible at the time.
regardless, she did it and

i love you.
i swear i do.
i will always love you,
no matter what.
but i don't love you
in the way that you want me to.
i don't love you
in the way that you love me. 

i can't tell you.
i want to,

i sit on my bed,
a pencil in hand, 
a notebook balanced carefully between my legs,
not a single idea about what i should write.
i can't think of anything.
the pencil won't write the
words in my brain that i 

i'm standing on a rock
staring down at the world and
i feel like i could destroy everything
with a simple flick of the wrist. 
off with his head!
the wind throws my hair over my face,
inviting me to jump and

They all think they know me.
They think they know the kind of music I like (punk/rock/metal).
They think they know the kind of books I read (horror/mystery/Ellen Hopkins).
They think they know my gender and sexuality (cis and straight).