So I can see myself as the girl who apparently has it together according to family and friends, but really doesn’t have a clue what to do next.
Putting on the costume each day, to head to work, or school, or out with a group.
To play the role I’m meant to play. The friend, the sister, the daughter, the girlfriend, the lover.
The speech therapist.
The dorky catgirl.
What do you want me to be?
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