elemental, basic
spiralled out now true
not strange, just different
time to stand as you
born of a Witch soul
alone but free
conditioning broken
who you meant to be

out of the broom closet
escaping from the light
out of the broom closet
cleaving to the night
out of the broom closet
now turning your back
out of the broom closet
never going back

no layers of normal
not from the mould
pure Witch heartbeat
a truth undersold
branded by colour
living the Rede as law
cut right through it
Witch to the core

does it surprise you
is it such a sin
now on the outside
what I am within
I haven’t changed
it’s just your view
time for the outing
it’s long overdue