like a human, I take comfort in what I know best. 

I'll hide in my favorite spaces, and worry about how I'll have to leave them. 

I'm terrible at living in the moment, it seems like a task for future me. 

alone, I'll go through each emotion, loudly, yet concealed, because a young girl should never show emotion. Fight the stereotype. 

mentally, I present myself confident and seductive, set in myself, my sexuality, my work,

but when I return from that world, I remember that to truly experience that world, it has to be real.

that is what breaks me. 

tears me apart as I tear the covers off in a rush of heat and anxiety,

because I remember that girl is only alive in my dreams.  




14 years old

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