Un-Disowned

Time to pay a joint bill
I kept my distance in the meantime
They chewed me anew once more
How long till the next blow out?
There is no more travel currently scheduled…
But that changes in a heartbeat whence I decide
According to them all my resources should be to find a husband
They hatch pathetic plans…
Fuuuuck… Leave me alone!
Your aim is to perpetually stunt my development; to control me
The cord is cut; can’t be reattached 
My artistic pursuits and friends matter
I still live nearby for now…
You don’t seem to realize that when it’s time to leave again,
When I’m done changing, I’m gone for good

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