I love it when you call me
by my name.
When you label me.
Like a doll sitting in
the display.
Read out my description.
Learn my characteristics.
Learn my name.
Call me by my name.
Go on, say it.
I love my name.
I've worked for my name.
I deserve to be rewarded.
I know you see me.
I know you know my name.
So go on.
Say my name.
I walk a fine line.
Life and death.
Funny and weird.
Smart and dumb.
Waiting for a light breeze to blow me one way.
Will I stay on this line forever?
When will I get off?
I’ve always been a cookie cutter girl.
pressed into shapes I never liked.
Rolled and folded into the perfect form.
My face and body configured
to make me look appetizing.
It had been
356 days,
8,544 hours,
512,640 minutes,
since March 11, 2025.
It had been
356 days of smiling,
and crying, and yelling,
and laughing, and fighting,
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