This is dedicated to all the people who hate themselves enough to hide almost everyday.
To the people who always wear black.
To the people who sometimes can't control it.
To the people who lose it in front of their friend who has never seen it before and whose anxiety flips out the worst when they see the shock on said friends face.
To the ones who don't belong anywhere.
This is all for you.
All the pain. All the relief. All the words. All the meanings. Everything.
You mean something to me and I don't want you to feel like me.
Stay strong.
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Broken Wings
Poetry'For someone so small you're pretty strong. For someone so brave you're pretty shy. For someone so observant you're pretty abnormal.' For someone like me it's pretty hard to decide who I wanna be or where I want to fit in. So this isn't exactly poet...
