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brain—a brain clogged with thoughts on why the world works this way, and why this happens instead of what I expect to happen. Thoughts on this boy and that girl, and why I can’t seem to find love. When I first got you, I didn't know where to start, so I decided to begin with The Day. The Day when everything changed forever. The Day I decided to be honest. What if changing doesn’t make me feel any more human? What if I lose all the people who love me the way I am? What if I don’t like boys anymore? Would it make me gay if I still did? And now I’m here alone with you. A book filled with pages where all my scrambled thoughts will go. As I sit here, I feel an odd cloud over me, the same awkward feeling I’ve felt most of my life. Disembodiment. An object filled with organs that dance within their shell. A social construct: girl. For so long I’ve been told what I am, who I am, but never once was I asked who I wanted to be. I’ve allowed my outer being, this cover-up, to define me as something I’m not and never will be. Despite this, I know one thing: I am lost. ~Tia’Marie

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2020 Leadership Journal E-book  

A leadership journal written by girls from Newark, NJ to cultivate courageous conversations and action. Purchase your copy at theleadershipj...

2020 Leadership Journal E-book  

A leadership journal written by girls from Newark, NJ to cultivate courageous conversations and action. Purchase your copy at theleadershipj...