Closet

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I was just reading some amazing poems and got inspired to write my own.
This is about being in the closet
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Its dusty and dark
Time has left its mark.

I fear I won't ever leave
because the thing I want, I can't be.

My clothes and insecurities
Are all around, smothering me.

Oh hey mom and dad, call me your baby girl
Can't you see that makes me sad?

The word girl throws me for a twist.
I spin all around till I get sick.

I lay there then wondering why
Why my skin is displeasing to thy eye?

Why my heart so poorly broke.
Is mistaken for wrong, why would you think I joke?

I know who I am! I really do
But you won't cause I'm stuck in here with the words and shoes.

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