Where am I... ?
Oh, there I am..
It's okay...
I can come out now
The storm is over
He's gone
How I get so lost
Why I choose to hide
Why I stop being me
I haven't figured out
I trust myself again
When it's just me
Alone...
I make the right decisions
I know what I want
I am awesomely happy
I listen
to the music I enjoy
I play
the games I like
I dress
however I feel at the time
I color
my hair, in creative ways or not
I shave
or grow my hair, depending on the day
I love being me
I am home
I never ask my friends to except me
for they already do
Yet my lovers have never excepted me
and I hide, while She morphed to suit their needs
She I know is Me and I.
She is everything Society expects
She can cover the bruises with foundation
She can smile after she's been defiled
She can easily pretend everything is Wonderful...
Sometimes I hate She, Me, I...
Though She can be useful...
Out there
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