Quilluminati

Dear god just give me one more chance and this time I’ll grow up right
I won’t burn my hair off in 6th grade and I won’t stab myself with knives
I’ll take the sunlight through my nani’s windows and swallow it
I’ll keep it in my throat and when the grief comes knocking I’ll hold it’s hand
Walk along the edge of the roads with broken concrete
With leering eyes staring, but I’ll know they can’t touch me

Oh lord, just one more chance
I want to see how my friends are doing
I left them 6 years away and I’m starting to forget their faces
I wanna know if her father still comes home drunk and I wanna know if his parents know that he wanted to give up
I want to look up at my father and beg him to hold me in his arms
And I wanna dance in front of my family and giggle till they’re charmed
Oh god just give me one more chance
I forgot to take the sun
Oh god just give me one more
One more chance
And this time
I’ll run

—Devanshi Singh