My Own

Arianna Odinec
May 30, 2025
1 min read

I no longer yield for you

The person I was before

Sometimes it almost feels as if

I have inhibited the body of a girl I do not know

As if the parts of me that made me great

Have left

Because every time I am forced to

Become someone else

A part of my old self is forced out

And I continue to overflow with jumbled up

Parts of my being that I can no longer

See as my own

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