Sometimes I wish to be physically wounded,
So that I can show the cuts, the scratches, and the stabs,
So that I can show how much it hurts.
Because even though I open up my heart
No one seems to understand
how badly I'm bruised and scarred and
how much my heart has bled.©Wallflower
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Diary of an Introvert
RandomDiary of an Introvert is a collection of my thoughts that I have jotted down in different phases of my life. Thoughts that were too much for me to spill in front of others at the same time too much to hold within myself. Thoughts that I have died...