Spruce Necklace

I walk from class to class, hoping for this day to end soon

It's my tenth grade, and my necklace still on

No one can see it, no one can tell it's there

I have to keep it on, keep this facade

The necklace keeps me hidden

No one actually knows me,

I fear what they would say if they did

This necklace represents me, in the shape of the spruce tree

The tree of adaptation

Because that's what I have to do, I cant let anyone in

I cant let them know me

I keep this necklace as I grow

It hangs from my neck as ten turns to eleven

I've made more friends; I'm content

The necklace becomes looser around my neck,

Like leaves from a tree during Fall

I think it's time to take it off

I take it off, but keep it close

I share these colors; yellow, purple, black, white

They understand

They accept me, whoever I want to be

I smile and laugh and feel the happiness inside

I can finally be me, the enby me

I take this spruce necklace and I burry it away

I dont need it, and it doesn't need me.