I feel trapped
Inside a body that isn't mine
Inside a mind that isn't mine
I am a prisoner
Inside my own self
An imposter in my flesh
I am a problem child
In the making
The physical embodiment
Of an uncomfortable conversation
I am the broken
The bruised
The thrown to the ground
The abused
A/N: the feels when you go off on a tangent in a poem tho
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Dysphoria
PoetryHere it is, people. You said you wanted poetry from me, so poetry. Bam. ^^; Thanks to @RestlessHamster for the cover, and for @hemophile for recommending her to me. Y'all are great.
