psychiatric
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people will never recognized a simple girl.
who is like other girls, simple as a paper flower.
who really is nothing compare to the real flowers.
whose color and petals are different from others.
You said to me, "I am Lost"
So I etched the constellations
in every freckled part of my skin,
so you would always know where you came from
when you traced your fingers across my hips.
They aren't just scars
They are demons
I fought at 00:00
They are my insecurities
My deepest fear
And my lonely nights
They are my insults
I have recieved and the
Emotion I can't contain
And outside, life Is cold.
The trees are as bare as my bones are hollow,
and through the chains over my window
I can see the world outside-
Moving.
It's all still moving, without me.
You're running into the infinite darkness
Because there is nowhere else to go.
She is chasing you, a game of cat and mouse.
You, you see the darkness as your hole.
Your means of salvation from this wretched chase.
Hey, teach,
I wanted you to know something
I wanted to tell you all about the kind of shit I’ve been through over the years
How I’ve seen the inside of the psychiatric ward and made friends with the other kids there
