What's this longing that has me chase after it?
So needy for it which is why it's eluding me.
Not like I was born for it but it's my refuge.
Now that I think about it I can see why:
never felt safe otherwise unless it's pretend;
an excuse to explore the world in others' skin;
mom & dad won't approve that's half the reason;
it's the only way to be me without being condemned.
Be me.
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