There are eyes that weep,
There are eyes that don't sleep,
Faces that look like creatures.
Some faces that have beautiful features.
Legs that cannot walk.
Some mouths that cannot talk.
Some brains that have trouble working,
But their hearts are schorcing.
Pain flooding in from the words they are called,
Thinking they just want to end it all.
But,
If we take a look at us and think what,
What do we really look like,
Beneath it all the sterotypes.
To look at our inner self,
Insteed of stacking it away on a shelf.
To let us show you our pride,
Insteed of of being left to cry.
We should focous more on being us,
Insteed of becoming this person we can't trust.
The tears we have cried,
They paint the blue sky,
Of who we are.
And let our scars,
Shine insted of fixing it was plastic tar.
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Another one by my friend she's just really good at writing ✨🌺
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Myths And Stars
FantasyHello my little lemons I'm new to this app and I like to write on my free time there are story's that tell of myths and magic the color that I believe still exists hope you enjoy<3
