Often I find myself in thought

Silent on the outside, screaming on the inside

Internally I fought

All I've ever done was hide


Enveloped in fear

This is not okay

I do not want to hear

The cruel things they do say


I am not the same

Differ from the sane

They look for social fame

While the broken sit in pain


Always watching my back

Every single day

Or I'll be under attack

Unable to get away


A feeling so familiar

Has come back around to play

Hurt coursing through my mind, numbness taking over

I must keep my beast at bay

-Marcel Styles(rp poem)


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