Poems from ThalionwenMoriarty
When I was four.
I was taught to be good.
I was told to do what was expected.
Because good girls don't argue.
When I was eight.
I was...
I am!
Who am I?
To society, I am a name, a number, a faceless drone.
To friends, I am replacable, I am weird, I am the obnoxious one.
To...
