I am broken
It's the sad truth
I'm sorry for disappointing
That I'm not happy
I'm nowhere near perfect
It's sort of impossibleI can't be who you want
Me to be
I want to be happy
So I'm going to be myself
If you want me to change
Change yourself firstMy life is a mess
Never a perfect picture
Just hidden
Way to fucking wellWhen I'm open I get hurt
Like the scars under my shirt
Don't show enough
No I'm not hurt at all
No the fresh wounds don't show my emotions
At all
I don't care if this isn't poetic
But why should the river of emotions be
When nobody it feels like is coming to save me
I will never be free
From this misery
When my sexuality is a disregarded nobody
It really hurts
When my gender is fluid
I'm not a girl
But I look like one apparently
So it's okay
No its not
Never was really
I'm broken
Insacure afraid horrified terrified scared anxious
Because of one action
It's really like putting a price tag on my emotions
There is no emotions that I can hide
Anymore
When my hands shake like an earthquake beneath my feet
Anxiety fills me
Almost screaming
I'm at war
In my mind
Nobody wins
But I'm almost done
And I don't know if I'm making it out alive
but ill try
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Its Okay to be Human
PoetryWe are supposedly "human" but it doesn't seem like that does it