thoughts
Talentless, Lazy, Crazy, these words get thrown at me daily.
I hate mirrors for all i see are my flaws, you see my family
holds no faith in me. I harbor a pain that I do not understand
Here i hold these thoughts as painful as they are, I can’t seem to
let them go.Sometimes I want to be a bird flying in the sky.
I want to fight to stay strong, but I hate this world, I hate these
thoughts Why can't I be normal?! what does it mean, normal?
I want to be free like a bird flying in the sky. I can’t stand acting
as if these words do not hurt. Why do I hold on to these thoughts?
Why do I only see my flaws, when i see myself
Why do i let the word judge me off of their views, so what my sisters
have big dreams, I AM NOT THEM. Here I live with a family that
holds no faith in me, theses thoughts that make no sense. Keep coming
back they’re the voice that I try to keep silent but they keep getting louder
and LOUDER and LOUDER
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