Who said that we have to go to school? Who said that we have to live with our parents? Who said that we have to eat healthy? Who said that we have to socialize with society? Can't we be ourselves? Cant we live our life without someone judging us? Can't we be the outsiders? Why would I want to live here, with these awful people? We want to live on the never ending road, with our radio that never stops playing, and the wind that blows all of our stress and depression from this disgusting world, and we can finally be us.
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~ Finding Myself ~
Poetry~By reading this, you've potentially entered the surface of my mind in many aspects including longing, sadness, confusion, and pain. Most of these are an outlet that helps me express what I'm feeling and instead of leaving them in my mind, I transfe...
