rogue stealing secrets with my fingertips
they painted up your secrets with the lies they told to you. lies of a happy family. of being loved. all that changed when your mutation kicked in. accidentally touching your mother before you left, not so long as to kill her, but long enough to know everything you had ever been told was a lie. you were never their daughter. just some adopted piece of street trash.
along the way to canada you picked up more secrets, more lies, more truths.
and when you touched him, there was nothing but the truth.
be safe marie, oh god be ok. it's all my fault please be ok.