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This poem is a painting of a rough patch in my life. I'm past it now. It remains one of my personal favorites.

I wrote this poem when I was 15 so the steps represent years. In other words three more steps until I don't have to be afraid of what other people could do to me. At least that's what I thought ha.

So this is the first poem that I've ever made public in any way, so yeah, I have no fingernails left, which is probably a tiny bit melodramatic (and disgusting) but whatever.

This poem is about being trapped inside of an image that other people have made for you (in my case, parents) and well as much as I loathe the idea of becoming one of those people that are constantly asking people to comment on their stuff I really would appreciate feedback.

Oh yeah and my punctuation and sentence structure is horrendous but I really couldn't care less. Ciao