There's a girl in the corner with tear stains on her eyes from the places she's wandered and the shame she can't hide. She says how did I get here, I'm not who I once was. And I'm crippled by the fear that I've fallen to far to love.
But don't you know who you are
You are more then the choices that you've made, you are More than the sum of your past mistakes, you are more than the problems you create.
Well she tries to believe it, that she's been given new life. But she can't shake the feeling that it's not true tonight. She knows all the answers and she's rehearsed all the lines, and she'll try to do better, then she is to weak to try.
Don't you know who you are?
This is not about what you've done but what's been done for you. This is not about where you've been or where your brokenness brings you to.
You are more then the choices you have made...
YOU ARE READING
Random darkness
Ficção Geral*this story is very descriptive and may be considered triggering. Be in a safe frame of mind when reading* Thought wanderings of a depressed mess...No real rhyme or reason..insights about death, suicide, self injury, self hate,bullying, abuse. Allot...
