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Hiding the Self
I fall.
I descend into a hole that I've dug myself
And that I cannot dig my way back out of.
I feel the dirt hit my back
And the rocks bury themselves into my head
But I wonder,
why?
The dark consumes me.
I hide behind the monochrome clothing
and try to cover my skin,
shining bright colors
creating a rainbow that creeps under the door.
Despite that there is no-one to see it.
But I wonder,
why?
I cover my mouth.
My tongue struggles to form words
that other people might understand,
that I can say and still be safe.
I know I must do this.
But I wonder,
why?
[DISCLAIMER]
This is my first post on TeenInk, and so I would love constructive criticism! Please give it to me. :)
This piece is about being closeted as an LGBT+ person, and having to lie about your sexuality or gender to people around you. It's based off of experiences that I had and still have, despite being mostly open to my parents and friends. It also is about any lies that you have to tell other people in order to protect yourself, whether it be about sexuality, gender, religion, ethnicity, or anything else.