When I was young I was told of heaven Skies above occupied by my loving redeemer But by age fourteen I was praying for sevens Needing just a little bit of luck Because by now, I'm beyond stuck To be a kid in a school preaching off your ear, you learn to adapt Learn to stop fighting When your view transforms from belief, to finding silver-linings In the walls of the lord laid brick by brick All to make his message stick Yet among this, came my metamorphosis I was changing, finding myself Words of wisdom became words of exclusion To turn a once proud butterfly into struggling actress Acting like nothing is wrong Taking information in much like a sponge Along the people praising with the pastor on the porch of the lord, lie me A girl, now a chameleon, changing colors to blend in With tears in my eyes I stand among my peers As they preach in front of me, "DEATH TO THE QUEERS" A chameleon girl, changing her colors of her skin Because my meer existence is only a sin\n\nVixen Plasek
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