Phases

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Don't ask where I got this idea. I have no clue. I'm a mess right now.

I was always told it was a phase. Mother said I'm like the moon, stuck in a phase. Always changing my mind, never choosing what I want to be.  'I'd rather be the whole galaxy' I'd tell her. But nobody wants an in between person. No one ever got that I wasn't who I seemed to be. Said I was stuck in my own head, making it up, faking for the attention. But why would I do that to myself? I've been eclipsed by the image you want me to be and not who I am. Why would I want this? I never asked for it. I used to look up at the sky and see the moon, knowing that it's just like me. Just stuck in a phase, waiting to be its true self.

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