sometimes i feel
this need
of owning myself
because it feels
like i belong to someone else
like there's strings
pulling me
toward places
that i don't
wanna be
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Poetrythe fantastic never seemed so common, the beautiful has never been more equal, life has never been more ordinary, and I've never been so confused, so I wrote.
who do you belong to?
sometimes i feel
this need
of owning myself
because it feels
like i belong to someone else
like there's strings
pulling me
toward places
that i don't
wanna be
