After 9 months, it is time for me to leave.
After 9 months, it is all I need.
To leave this place that my parents created.
To come out to a world where all I am is hated.
They judge me on how I look.
They judge me on how I act.
But now they make excuses for their very own reactions.
I don't deserve this hate.
For them to pick out my own traits.
They look at me with disgust, and I don't know if they truly must.
Judge me with their eyes, at this point, I let out many sighs.
I go home, and in privacy, I think, "I really just wanna shrink."
Blink, rethink, take a bath in the sink.
Be so small again to the point where I didn't know how people think.
After 9 months, I was ready to leave the place that my parents created.
Now 14 years later, I want to leave the world where all I am is hated.
