Bones

And i realize it when i look in the mirror

The stranger that lives in me

That’s written itself into the marrow of my bones

My arms ache and my ribs collapse

I’m such a pretty stranger to myself

This stranger broods with rebellion

Rolls her skirt up when mama isn’t looking

Drinks a little too much on weekends

And it stings a little to see her these days

When I’m silenced into submission by my auntie’s

“Do not bring dishonor to our family”

But i like her

This stranger in me

That makes sure everyone knows her name

And gets every boy she looks at

But she’ll stay trapped there

As I switch my masks out everyday

Never revealing the crumbling foundation that lays underneath

This stranger will never leave from inside of me

Not until my bones turn brittle

Amd the only thing that can remain is regret.