I don’t know anymore.
I’m in the bathroom rn
The only place I can actually be myself.
Not the crazy girl everyone knows at school.
Not the smart, As and Bs, Honors classes girl my family knows.
Not the bïtchy girl my siblings know.
Not the straight, strictly Christian, stupid girl my church friend knows.
Not the hilarious, funny, always has a joke girl my little sister knows.
Just me. Just Sage.
The Bisexual. The Otaku. The Introvert. The no gender bc I don’t care, call me anything, pronouns don’t matter to me.
I hate faking personalities to have fun or to keep friends.
Just me sitting in the bathroom with the ghost. I feel I have a connection to them. My mom told me someone died in our bathroom b4 we moved here, and i dunno, I have a little connection with them I guess.