Rain

                     Why can't I look like them

Those models in the frames

I will never be pretty , the media is to blame

The world is crashing down on me

Letting go feels like rain

 

No one recognizes me

 They don't know my name

They can't see inside my head

They label me insane 

I can hear death calling me,

Letting go feels like rain

  They say I'm unruly,

Too wild to tame

All their judgement has changed me,

 I'll never be the same 

 Letting go, being free 

Feels like rain

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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