I went out to nature
To escape my mind's creature
I stared up to the sky
To see free birds fly
They remind me of my stolen liberty
And people who want to erase my personality
They want to conrol me like a fucking animal
They're so critical
Because I'm different
In there eyes I'm a rebellion
But I'm just standing for the things I believe in
I don't think that's a sin
Then I shout out into emptiness
Let me be free with my craziness
-S.N
Author's note:
thanks for the support comments and to those that are following my writing. I know this is deferent from the past chapters and I hope you guys like it :)
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A teenager's diary
Teen Fiction“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.” ― Laurell K. Hamilton, Mistral's Kiss
