Wasn't

I wasn't made to be pretty

I wasn't made to blend in

I wasn't meant to just watch silently 

I wasn't Made to be happy 

I wasn't made to be young

I wasn't meant to ignore the weight of the world

I was made to use my tounge

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Scars

 

She painted on cuts

Too much of a coward to make her own

But is she really a coward

Because ink washes off when she is alone 

While others are left with scars

 

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Home

Is there another side of the glass
Or is my reflection really my own

Am I supposed to be happy
Or was I born to feel alone

The badlands have caught me
Or maybe I have just found my home

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what you all want to know about me

1. I cry a lot..
But I also smile a lot

2. I'm a very messy artist and cook but I have to keep my room clean

3. I hate how I manipulate people sometimes but i'm getting better

4. I've seen a therapist and I've learned that its ok to know that you are broken

5. My body isn't as healthy as I want it to be but its my home

6. God has never left me

7. I write not to remember the past but to forget it

8. I am the worst speller on the planet

9. I listen to music way to loud

10. I was supposed to be born in the 50s

11. It took me way to long to write this

Maybe decide today to tell someone 11 real things about you.

Last Year

All my tears slip into my open mouth
And I grew from the last year of pain


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Why I Write

People ask why I write so much. As if it's a sin.

I say, "I write to remember", because they will never really understand.. The truth is I write to forget. Like vodka spewing out from my lips. It burns when it comes up again but i choke it out. And when it's all over I clean up the mess and all that is left is the black stains on my fingertips.

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Wish

And like a book you wish you could read again for the first time,
I miss not being able to remember the things i remember now.

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