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Getting Closer

The room was light and warm

His eyes showed hope

Lending a secure feeling



which I really needed


I wanted to tell him everything
The therapist

the doctor you go to when you need a social makeover
yep me a faceless teen
needing help from a shrink


He bared a big white smile

He asked me questions

I didn’t think I knew the answers too


He stood up and searched me

analyzing my very self

Who am I

I asked


That’s up too you

said the magician



He opened the door to the horrors outside

Its time to go he said

Time to go
I didn’t want to leave
his knowledge
was like a safety blanket

I could tell him anything
and he’d tell me what it meant

His knowledge will soften the blow
when the time comes
to tell people
I am gay and proud

But until then
I will continue to look for myself





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