inside my mind
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a look inside the mind of a broken girl
a girl who's struggling to heal
a girl who's fighting her own demons
a girl who battled her thoughts for years
a girl who can't express or communicate emotions correctly
a girl who's learning to love herself
a girl who doesn't know how to be in a healthy relationship
a girl who's considered suicide too many times
a girl who has a big heart and a dark mind
a girl who stayed for her loved ones
a girl who's lost in a cruel fucked up world
a girl who doesn't know who she is
a girl who doesn't know what the future holds
a girl who's tries to see the best in even the worst
a girl who's heart and mind hasn't had peace in a while
a girl who's searching for happiness
a girl who is a light surrounded by darkness
this is a look into the mind of a girl, who happens to be me
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