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Saturday, November 28, 2015


To identify.
We describe self the way we've been taught.
Don't ask questions.
Don't think. Smile pretty.
Silently. Just nod.
... in acceptance.
Pretending to understand what's obviously misunderstood.
About self.
Not me. But I'd be lying if I said that didn't use to be me.
Movements made only to see those around me I craved to be pleased weren't.
Fuck it. Close eyes. In... Ex... Clear mind.
Joce, baby, focus.
On truth.
Which is hard to do when lies have been the core of the individual you were taught to identify.
Please, my love, just fly.