I tried to give up

But I couldn’t.

I tried to quit

and walk away

but I can’t

And I’ve never known

this part of me.

She disturbs what I thought I knew

about all of my selves.

She got away from me.

Where has she been all these years?

Where has she been hiding for so long?

Whenever I try to escape

there she is.

She will not be refused

Knowing something I’m still not still enough to see.

She can’t be ignored.

She is me.

-ZG

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