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Sometimes I wish

I could cut all my ties.

Leave the light on,

sweep out the door

If you caught me I’d

leave you hanging,

minutes to keep you

from wanting more

Maybe dreaming

is the best place

to find people I love,

to repress the black

After so many years

of waiting in corners

I’m running and

never looking back

People who choose

and they choose

and they choose

people other than me

Oh, I’d want you if

only, if only, if only

If only I wasn’t

who I choose to be

But I am and I’m sorry

and maybe come back

when I could possibly

be fire like her

But I’m not and I’m sorry

and maybe come back

This reasoning’s

getting absurd

Sometimes I wish

I could cut all my ties.

Be reborn as a girl

not a wallflower

Sometimes I wish

I could erase myself

leave a blank page

on the table beside her

I know cutting ties

would leave me a shell

Cutting ties would

waste me away

Maybe it’s better to

strike out on my own,

but I love your firelight

too much, I’ll stay