"Once upon a time, a girl named September grew very tired indeed of her parents' house, where she washed the same pink-and-yellow teacups and matching gravy boats every day, slept on the same embroidered pillow, and played with the same small and amiable dog."
i have to
escape
escape the truth
in the lies
they tell
i have to
leave
leave all of
the deceit
in their eyes
because if i don't
I
might
just
have
to
die