Identity
I am jealous of her
For the identity she knows she belongs to
Using a boy for an excuse to get where she wants
For my spells that don’t work on myself
So I cannot act upon who I want to identify as
So I will use her desires to get what I want
To get her femininity
Her voice
For I am trapped by the depth of my own
And if she crosses me I know her father will save her
He will trade the trident for her life
Then at last for once I can be who I want to be
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