I’m trying to place her in a box
Contort her into the norm
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She won’t fit
I’m being engulfed in such a rage
That tears are
Descending on my face
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I’m screaming, smiling
It dawned on me
She’s disliked
Seen as the weird one
She’ll never be given a chance
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Her nature slightly superior
We hate her
So I’ll do this unasked favor
The tears will fall
As I change her
Her vocal cords damaged
As I phase her
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A smile will touch her lips
In the end
She’ll be one of us
I face the looking glass
What have I done?
I did this to myself.
I changed.
