People say we are weird.
But what does it mean being weird?
People say we act different.
But who says that they aren't the different ones.
Some hate us for what we do.
But I'm guessing they just hate the feeling of comfort inside you.
Truth is weird is good, because with no weird the world would fall in doom.
If there is no one to laugh at, no one to cry with. Then I might as well die quick.
Because without weird, who would say that weird is YOU.
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My Lil Story Of Life And Depression: Poems Of The Lost And Wounded
De TodoThese are some of my poems and my weird random thoughts. It may contain sad things, some explicit content, things that may bring you joy, things that are just my truth or maybe they are lies. Ideals that my thoughts provide, while in my writing, you...
