Origin

Small, quiet, shy.

Timid even.

Forgetful.

Absent mindedly staring

out the classroom window

she forms an early relationship

with the narrator inside

her little blond head.

This is her original self.

Disguised beneath the years

of growing, learning,

fun, fear,

love, loss,

pain, scars.

The veneer of confidence

projected out of necessity

for survival.

Nothing.

Nothing has changed.

She is still

the small, shy,

narrator of her own life.

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