(I didnt folllow the prompt, I just used it so I could free write)

I dont know

What it will be

Like

To

Pretend

Next

year

When someone calls the attendance

Asks who am i

I dont want to pretend

That i am their stupid girl

I dont want my head to turn around when

They

Say

That

Name

And I dont want to

have to

Tell them

Who I am

Because their mind

Will

Only

Enjoy

My lies

The ones I picked from the past truth

Turned lies

At the end of the year

And maybe i’ll look different

More like myself

But

I dont want to lie

I want to change

But

No one likes change

The shifting of ideas

others

And

I

Have had for years

And I will

Wait

And wait

Until I am introduced as new

When I am

old

enough

To make my rules

And maybe

Maybe

The people

In the future

Will not know

That I have changed

And maybe their

Small

Trapped

Minds

Will accept me

Because no one likes

Change

Unless

They

Don’t

See

It

Because they would

Rather

Erase

Because I would

Rather

Erase

What I was

Because

Sometimes others happiness

Judgments

Of

Me

Are more important than

Than mine

Until they

will

be

able

to

coexist

- Toisek