When?

Sick of being different,

Even from the different people.

When will my time come

to be "normal"?



Tired of being strong,

Being the one who has to hurt.

When will my turn come

to be the broken one?



Scared of being sensitive,

Opening my heart to people.

When will my day come

for me to be safe?





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