a letter to myself
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Dear old me,
You played me like a puppet
Rugged and brokenhearted
I saw through your lies
To My Anxiety Disorder: Spotted like a leopardOn National GeographicBut no cameras document me.Hidden in the shadowsI remainBut I feel like I’m in a glass case.Words like brushstrokesPainting a smile on my faceBut we all know the best art dies in
Dear past,
present,
and future
Self,
you are living
in a glass cylinder:
Society.
It warps your vision,
Dear Little Me
I am not who you expected me to be
I was never popular, I stayed in my room; I stay in my room
Little Hermione, I barely passed high school by your standards
dear Me in the Closet,
imagine a sunrise that goes on for forever,the radiant colors staining every inch of the sky you see.beautiful, right?
Dear Fear,
I think I'm in love with you.
Crazy, I know- but I think this confession is a little overdue, don't you? After all, we've been together for years. As long as I can remember.
Little girl, open your eyes see the light and reach
Don’t let it scare you, you are worthy to feel its warmth
The dark does not belong to you and you not to it.
Dear Future Self,You already know how I’m feeling.
You already know what I’m thinking.
You already know what I’m doing.
You already know what I’m saying.
