nymph
i don't want anyone to look at me.
i disgust myself.
the way i am makes me sick.
if i could change, I would.
i can't, so instead i lock myself up.
i’ll fix myself one day.
when i have more energy.
not today, probably not tomorrow either.
you called me a mythical creature, did you mean a tiyanak or a nymph?
Copyright © Cecily Grace | Year Posted 2024
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