I stretch,
Pushing against constraints
set by others
set by myself from fear.
Bitter reflections
On worlds I could have grasped
Let pass by.
Release myself from silent screaming.
Take wild joy in shattering your image of me.
Fuck expectations. Fuck masks.
Note: This needs a new last line. I haven’t figured it out yet.
Idea – “Discard expectations. Rip away masks.” but it doesn’t feel as forceful as I want it to.