The Power Of Ink

if only pt.3

I am nothing like her,
Nor do I wish to be.
But a small feeling,
Creeps up my spine.

What if?
What if I am like her?
No no no,
No I'm not.

You people keep telling me,
That I'm like her.
That you're scared I'll become like her,
Do you not trust me?

You really think I'd become like her?
I am disgusted by her,
And if I were to be like her,
I would rather die.

I'd rather die,
For real
I won't exist ever.
If only I could tell you this.

If only.
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