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A little girl died this year.
But this is not a story of sadness,
Of rage,
Or despair.
Do not mourn her,
For she yelled and
Have you ever felt inadequate, like you'll never amount to anything, like you'll never accomplish your goals, like the people who tell you you'll only amount to nothing are actually right.That maybe, just maybe, they're telling you the
I am extraordinary, my life, my brain, everything surrounding me is magic.
Wondrous light that angels dare not see.
I am one, one in a sea of faces, each dark and clouded.
Eyes dull and heads slumped.
Your screams echo endlessly
Without response
As diluted figures
Torment you endlessly
Drowning you in your own despair
You are isolated
Yet so closed in
That you’re being crushed
Keep it together / You can't lose yet / Get it together / You can't fall apart. // You've got it / You don't think you do, / But I'll be damned if you don't have control / You've got it, / You've got it.
