you ***** gold glitter and compete in barbaric rituals
in order to impress, erase  
opinions made about you when you were 16
you think the world is watching but you have time to be little, it is okay to be little
you cannot mold me
i only retract when you try
you break me down deeper crawling under my skin in hopes to push your needle fingers out and make me strong, fierce, & untouchable
but it won't work
it just makes me bleed

and that's why you're leaving