I'm really sorry I haven't been writing the story, I've been struggling to update, a lot. I swore to myself I would update during Semester Break, but that didn't happen due to a lot of circumstances. I apologize for not writing or giving updates, but I am getting back into the cycle of writing! I also write poems, mainly about my experiences and I use it as a way to vent. As an apology, I have one of the poems down below, called "Am I so Wrong?". Thank you for reading, and I'll try to update soon!
I am just a teenager, still a kid
But I feel so broken and so used
The memories of my past only tearing me down
I want to go forward, but it's like I'm still stuck in the past
Then people say I'm too young to be broken
Then what age is old enough to say I am?
They say the past doesn't define who we are, yet it shapes who we are now
I know I am broken, but I can't change
I know I am different, but I don't want to be.
We are pushed to be normal but unique
But then in the way, we're in the end all the same.
The ones who don't stick to the status Quo are shunned.
Why can't we just be ourselves?
So I feel numb, not in a way that your foot fell asleep, but in an aching way.
An aching to feel something.
Anything. Pain, happiness, love, sadness, anger.
Anything to not be numb.
So I distract myself.
But the only feeling is feeling of loneliness that never escapes my soul
To feel safe is what I want
To be loved.
But I never am.
I am pushed aside.
Is it wrong to want to be loved?
Am I so wrong for being broken when it isn't my fault?
Am I so wrong for being stuck in the past when wanting to try to move forward?
Am I so wrong for being different than the social norms?
Am I so wrong for wanting to be loved?
again, thank you for reading, I'll try to update soon!
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