There was nothing there,
It was just her,
With her headphones,
Her music and her fears.
The music so loud
It could make her ears bleed,
I vaguely caught Ed Sheeran singing
Of how people want to fit in.
She sang along sadly,
Finding comfort ,
And peace in the words,
I soaked in the words .
I wondered to myself
Who wanted her to fit in anyway.
Why she felt like
She was just a sum of every low moment.
I felt myself shouting,
Dare to be a rebel,
Yes, dare to unhear those voices.
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I Will Find My Own Sky
PoetryA collection of poems 4th place in Kuru Family Awards. I discovered, They were normal, Way too normal. And there I was , Just a sad girl, Dying to unlearn being NORMAL.
