A feeling locked away so deep
Seldom few will see it
Even I don't know
What this deep dark thing inside me is
It's strong yet empty
Hateful and kind
Doesn't matter if I'm alone or not
"They're just people, they don't matter."
They whisper to me, day and night
People matter
"That one matters, she's like us."
See, sometimes the voices are right
"You'll end up alone."
But right now I'm not
'Cause I have three good friends
Confident, strong, encouraging
I can learn from them
I'm not alone
"They don't-"
They do matter
People matter.
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My Poems
PoetryThese are some of the poems I've recently started writing. Some about me or my life, others are about fandoms. I'll let you figure it out #53 - overthinking
