Me>I

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Swinging back and forth

As the sweet breeze brush over me

And the sun blinding me

Hands softly pressed on my back

A gentle push cared me so far

I was so high,

I felt as that I was flying  with birds

I've never felt so free

Then all of sudden it stopped

Reality came crashing down on me

Crushing me like a can someone threw away

Numb, I started to think everything was a dream

But one of those dreams were it's good,

then bad, and good again but then all sudden it's bad

So you wake up, oh you go "oh crap its Monday" so everything repeats again

My young eyes and ears listen and saw everything

I saw the good things in life, like the way my grandfather's eyes lit up every time he saw me

I saw the bad things like seeing my grandmother dead body

but not understanding why she wasn't breathing

I heard every whisper behind me made as I stepped outside

I heard every laugh and comment.

So then I decided to become deaf to those people but only still heard just enough to make me cry at night.

I also started to see the things other people would have
grandmother dead body

but not understanding why she wasn't breathing

I heard every whisper behind me made as I stepped outside

I heard every laugh and comment.

So then I decided to become deaf to those people but only still heard just enough to make me cry at night.
and decided to live my life as a fantasy in which one day it will become reality.

I was Going from group to group trying to fulfill my needs

"I want this"

"I want them to be my friend"

"I don't want you to talk to that person"

"I thought you were supposed to be my friend"

I was going around in endless amount of circles.

I knew what I wanted but what I needed was surfacing

My eyes and ears opened into the real world

But it was too late, as I was trapped in a box

I was filled with anger and hurt knowing that I couldn't get out

So I decided to dig a hole which wasn't the best idea

Trapped and lonely

One day I was finally surrounded by 3 angels

They were willing to help me up

I wouldn't go with them because I was scared to fly

They started to encourage ME,

they uplifted ME

and made ME realize life is way more than rock bottom

As soon as I grabbed their hands angry and hurt rushed out my body

Warm, glowing positivity filled my body

Nothing could hurt me

As they flew me up, I realized I wasn't important but me was

And then I felt a sweet breeze brush over me

And the sun was blinding me

Soft arms wrapped around me

We were so high, we were flying with birds

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