"You're not you"
her hands traced my skin
I've heard that a few
"how long has it been?"I'm not okay
I used to be
I wanted to stay
someone else than me.I changed
do you mind?
I've even arranged
to be kind.I don't look the same
Or act or feel
even changed my name
and I've started to heal.I'm not quite there
I'm not quite me
but I swear
someday I'll be free.
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