She's hiding underneath all that
s.h.a.d.o.w.h.u.n.t.e.r
bravado and to be honest, her mask is
b/r/e/a/k/i/n/g
(it's made of porcelain you see)
.
And sometimes she wants to be like
T_H_E_M
She wants to curl up in bed and
crycrycry
her heart out
She wants to go to school and spend her
Saturdays giggling with friends
(instead of hurling knives at demons)
.
Someday she's going to
c\r\a\c\k
underneath all that pressure
(it comes with the family name)
and she has to wonder how her parents never
n-o-t-i-c-e-d how messed up their children
were (are)
.
She wants to change but she'll keep
stabbing demons
and she'll keep
kissing jace
because being predictable is so much easier
than disappointing
e`v`e`r`y`o`n`e
.
She likes to go out and pretend she's
=normal=
and pretend she doesn't have a whip around her
{{wrist}}
and a dagger in her
{{hair}}
because =normals= so close she can almost
taste it
(they say normal's boring but that's exactly what she wants to be)
.
And really, she just wants to
|stop|stop|stop|
being noticed
she wants girls to stop hating her
and boys to never glance her way
(but most of all, she wants to stop shining)
.
She wants someone to like her cooking
and for someone
=normal=
to love her
but she's a god-damn
s.h.a.d.o.w.h.u.n.t.e.r
so she'll suck it up and
shineshineshine
.
Because no matter how hard she tries she can't be
fOrGeTtAbLe
and Isabelle lightwood was always going to be
d:a:z:z:l:i:n:g