Quotation
What am I?
A lump of heaviness. A stranger. A thing that does not fit.
I can't seem to stop the poison inside me from spreading.
(I mean, I've never been poisoned, so I am only speculating.)
(But I do feel something spreading inside me. Something heavy and dark.)
I can't let them see it.
They can't know my secret. Not these people in this clean, white palace. Not even Mom and Dad know. And they never will.