A NOTE.

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by helvars
by helvars
                                    
                                              a note for anybody who is listening, for anybody who is trying to search for themselves written among each word that's imprinted on the pages:
                          you can't ever truly peel back your eyes and view yourself in full light if you aren't really looking. 
                          if you let the words that roll off of other's tongues, as easy as rain off a leaf, crawl in the spaces between your chest, then you're not really looking. 

                          by looking, I mean seeing. and if you're truly looking then you will see everything that is written in the name of beauty about yourself. 
                          others can see it, and I know this is true, because you can't see what's not there. they are looking, but you should start too. 
                          beauty is society's way of telling people how they should be; more like a constructed and false idea that we all have engraved into our minds. we have allowed it to build a tower, to work its way up to the top of the hierarchy - the way we "should be".
                          this is why you should start looking in the mirror and really see. because there isn't one way to wear yourself; because the skin wrapped around your bones is yours, and it will always remain that way. don't let others words bend it or burn it. know you're made of pure obsidian. 
                          it shouldn't matter about what's on the outside, about a shell, about something so empty and shallow when there is an entire battlefield that we have won and claimed within ourselves. we are all knights in our own way, and everybody deserves to wear silver. no matter how heavy it may feel, show it off. 
                          next time you catch your eye in a mirror, make sure not to tear them away; make sure to smile. 
                          you might find yourself wishing one day that you just realised sooner.
                          think about this if you find the world is too heavy: think about the beating behind your ribcage. it never gave up. it's doing a whole job entirely for you.
                          and if you ever feel too afraid, just let the air fill your lungs until it presses against each rib, and exhale everything back out. it's a way of starting fresh; by drawing each breath. 
                          don't let their doubts defeat you
                          more importantly, don't let your own.
                          just ask yourself: how will you know if you never try? 
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                          the end.