You are the books you read. You are the tears you cry yourself to sleep at night. You are the reflection you see in the mirror. You are the sadness that's buried deep inside of you. You are the piece of artwork that nobody understands. You are the scars that you hide. You are the darkest light in the brightest of places. You are an example of what people try to avoid. You are the rose among the daisies. You are human. You are not perfect. 
-minimalisticqueen❁