hilariously obvlivious
"you're changing
for the worse,"
they said.
"what if i'm
becoming who
i am?" she said.
and they didn't
understand,
so they just
laughed;
while she muttered
to herself,
"what if i was
unaware of my
own mask?"
their puppeteer strings
too delicate to feel sewn into
into my skin.
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