So I may be different,
does it really matter?
I have not,
do not,
and will not ever
feel safe
in the mold
I was put in.
Does it really matter
if I just so happen to come out
deformed?
Does it really matter
if I'm the forbidden?
I guess the scars I hide
and the pain inside
answer my question.
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The Great Wall
PoetryA broken boy behind an unbroken wall. A healer who couldn't heal them all. All that stood between them was a Great Wall. All Rights Reserved ©
