I am from inside jokes and hiding in clothes racks
I am from camping and kisses goodnight
I am from “Be yourself” to “I didn’t think you were like that”
I am from crying and laughing as well as joy and pain
I am from delusions brought on from fear and fiction
Wishing one day to set free from the glass prison
I am from blasting “Breakaway” by Kelly Clarkson as my father howls along
I am from “turn it up” to “quiet down”
I am from “AFV” and “American Idol” to “Black Butler” and “Homestuck”
I am from “Twierd” a word my mom created out of two “Tween” and “Weird”
I am from long nights of drunken fights, fading lights, and hopeful soaring kites.
I am from a spoon full of sugar
I am from a heavily medicated brain that is constantly trying to dull something painful
I am from “Pay attention to your surroundings” to “Awareness is the enemy of sanity, for once you hear the screaming, it never stops.”
I am from Opheliac and Gothic Lolita and Thank God I’m Pretty
But I know that saying “Thank god I’m pretty” means “I don’t feel pretty so I will say I am in hopes that I will someday believe it.”
I am from hiding behind dyes and lies.
I am from always feeling second best.
I am from 3 AM blogs
And 1 AM poetry
And 11 PM videos
I am from a place where “casual dress” means “where your finest clothing” and being punished for standing out.
I am from painful emotions
I am from artificial happiness
I am from fear
I am from believing that ghosts are not bad,
Demons are just sad
and wonder what that makes me.
I am from poems that are too long
I am from camping and kisses goodnight
I am from “Be yourself” to “I didn’t think you were like that”
I am from crying and laughing as well as joy and pain
I am from delusions brought on from fear and fiction
Wishing one day to set free from the glass prison
I am from blasting “Breakaway” by Kelly Clarkson as my father howls along
I am from “turn it up” to “quiet down”
I am from “AFV” and “American Idol” to “Black Butler” and “Homestuck”
I am from “Twierd” a word my mom created out of two “Tween” and “Weird”
I am from long nights of drunken fights, fading lights, and hopeful soaring kites.
I am from a spoon full of sugar
I am from a heavily medicated brain that is constantly trying to dull something painful
I am from “Pay attention to your surroundings” to “Awareness is the enemy of sanity, for once you hear the screaming, it never stops.”
I am from Opheliac and Gothic Lolita and Thank God I’m Pretty
But I know that saying “Thank god I’m pretty” means “I don’t feel pretty so I will say I am in hopes that I will someday believe it.”
I am from hiding behind dyes and lies.
I am from always feeling second best.
I am from 3 AM blogs
And 1 AM poetry
And 11 PM videos
I am from a place where “casual dress” means “where your finest clothing” and being punished for standing out.
I am from painful emotions
I am from artificial happiness
I am from fear
I am from believing that ghosts are not bad,
Demons are just sad
and wonder what that makes me.
I am from poems that are too long