Fairytale Child
I was a fairytale child raised in a concrete family
always too emotional
always too sensitive
always lost somewhere in my own imagination
trying to love, and be loved
trying to be something I was not meant to be
like a singular apple growing on a pear tree
"Pull your head out of the clouds" they would say to me
they never understood
I was exactly who I was supposed to be.
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