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My warped perspectives are not understood,

Because while looking through the cracked windows that are my eyes, my sunshine can't be reached-

I look into the version of reality and see only a mass,

A crowd of people opposite of who I am with only little strings attaching each other,

So easily cut.

 

The rain may come but I see are the drops,

Thinking maybe now I can let out my tears without much notice-

The views from my eyes see only pain,

The falseness of some smiles,

And the newly formed scars on wrists.

 

Darkness is no longer a stranger.

The sun is on the other side, upside down- 

Visible but unreachable.

The only option to get to the light which is supposed to be happiness

is to turn upside down everything the I remember.

 

Depression is now comforting,

So I will hide behind my eyes

And now pretend to be a cookie cutter.

With no rebellious thoughts of different perspectives-

Fit into the mold that is found on your doorstep, beautifully Wrapped to cover the ugly that is inside.

"I really hope you like this new you!", 

Sincerely,

Society




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