the doctor told me
that i was going to hell
destined to dance with
the devil himself, and
that only a miracle could
turn my fate towards
the rally of
innocent spirits
who were
approved by the clinic.
the doctor told me
that there's a halo
with my name on it
and that he'll give it
to me if
i stop my sinful actions
but i like the way her
lips feel on mine, and
i don't think i can marry
a man.
the doctor didn't tell me
that he was a fraud
and that i wasn't a monster
for the people i fell in love
with, but his diagnosis
had already left scars in
my back in his last
attempt to give me
angel wings.
