• shelby_mckinlay 30w


    As a kid I couldn't help noticing I was a bit different than my peers

    I'd rush thru assignments to read which ever book I was desperate to finish.

    I attend lent once as a child
    And when they asked me to give up something I loved

    I hadn't hesitated when I said reading

    And even though I liked who I was
    I'd always find myself try to trim the edges of my personality

    To fit the pre- portioned mold of my small town

    I was never successful

    It always felt forced and unnatural

    Now years later despite minor character flaws
    That I lie to myself and say add spice

    I have no desire trim any edges of my personality