Your tribe isn’t always
the brotherhood, fun times and safe spaces.


Sometimes you are entwined to your tribe in a web of lies, buried secrets and dried blood.


Sometimes the very people you are repelled by,
the ones you pray you never become like,
want nothing to do with,
are the only ones you have faith in.


To protect who you really are,
so you can belong somewhere you really don’t.



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