My head is weird
Complicated and deep
But sometimes I'm able
To see what inside I keep
The stars in my eyes
Twirl and goof around
And the galaxy behind it
Awaits to be found
Dumb, but also genius
Fragile, but also strong
Creative, but also rigid
Weird, but never wrong
I dance on thin ice
Of a frozen, infinite lake
Cracks beneath me and
So much snow to take
Shaped by society,
Into a little, weak pawn
Born to be free and chainless
From dusk to dawn
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Hatred
SpiritualA series of things I write when I'm upset, mostly angry, and I thought that maybe some of you could be interested. TW: - Suicide - Blood - Violence - Sexual assault - ...
