every time...
every time I look
every time I look in that god damn mirror I gag
the person staring back at me isn't the person I need to be
the person on the inside
it's like I'm trapped in a cage
trapped inside a shell of a person people see
I'm crouching in the corner terrified of that reflection
horrified that maybe aiden won't ever see the light
maybe he won't
maybe I could push down the urge
push down the want
push down the fact that every time I look in the fuckin mirror I see a women who doesn't belong...
every time I look at her I cringe
I cringe at the thought that maybe she's here to stay
that maybe she won't leave
that maybe the shell will be forever and aiden...
well aiden will just sit there terrified...
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