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.