I can't just
Just say it
My life
This other world
Built on
Secrecy
You ask if they're bad
My dear,
For if that be so,
Then I too am bad
But that you already knew
A family in the shadows
We're all here for a reason
We will not break
You see us as the avoidable ones
The
Junkies
Runaways
Thugs
Dealers
And so
So much more
We are more than this, our reasons unknown
You see your world
While I float in a few
My dear your world has layers
And I
I
Am on the bottom, a projector
Showing you my presence
Above
In the top layer of the sea
Image constantly rippling
Until it breaks
Only to form
Again
YOU ARE READING
Here I am
Random"Time will pass as a waterfall. Will you swim out, or flail under the stream?" •self harm •depression •anxiety •Eds •dysphoria
