(freeverse)
I write Eli on my wrist like
a whisper through a storm
as I try to erase Gabbie from my vocabulary
a year ago, i would have done the opposite
choosing to deny and erase this figment of me
that felt more comfortable than Gabbie ever did
Can I tell you what it's like to want
to disappear because you don't know
who you are supposed to be
I'm supposed to be me, aren't I?
but you stripped me of that choice once
so I'll never let you control me again
I hope you can love Elijah as much as
Gabbie because this is me and she never was.
I was never the heavy chested girly girl
that you destined me to be
and I get it that you don't understand
but I do and shouldn't that be enough?
I never really liked this identity but I
tried my best to play the part of her
because wanting to exist in another body
wasn't an option you wanted.
I get that you might kick me out for this but
Hi, my name is Eli.
YOU ARE READING
An Honest Thought
PoetryThese are all my honest thoughts personified into poetry that'll never be bestselling. (I will probably be finishing this in a couple years and publishing it) Highest Ranking: #660 in Poetry