Take my truth as light as you want
The small things -
The half-second pause
The lingering glance
the laughter that shifts
not everyone, but everyone white
a chorus of inaudible sighs
a conversation I was never meant to join
A door held open, not wide enough
Sorry to those I offend
my truth is a jagged thing
something that doesnt fit into polite hands
But all my bridges are burnt
all but one
and a single bridge does not unmake an ocean
p.s. this is just my experience dont come at me pls if you disagree you can ignore it im just saying what i think as of now i can be wrong too