Fern's Journal

It's still hard to open up about what's been over, but someone's gotta do it

I've written songs for so long, all my pens are done and dusted

Only the ink remains showing the writings I've made of stories where I should have known better

This could have been a young queer story, but it's turned into a trauma journal

About an instigator and his lasting effects. He hurt me more than he'd ever know

His hold is still so tight. I wanna let go so, so bad. But he made it, so I can't

Started with a broken friendship. If I was the mom of the group, he was the father that left

Seven whole years of being the punching bag, all to get left behind

Unfair arguments and bigoted statements. They still latch on, telling me I'm wrong

How do I make it stop? How do I get silence