As you stand on the altar of shame,are you able to say "I'm okay" I see the battle scars, I see the tears marking your face.
I know you're not okay.
All the boys, all the talk, every conversation piece is about who fucked who,I know the truth, I know what's false, keep that chin high,don't let them see whats under the disguise.
Ask yourself again as you look down from that stand, I can see the tears, honey I'll hold your hand, I know the fear, I know the pain, it's okay to not be "that" way.
Are you okay?
I can not stress enough, mental health comes first, I don't care if that test is important, i don't care if your boyfriend wants to "talk",your future evolves from now,how you treat yourself, from now on your mirror is not needed.
Are you okay?
Step down from the laws you made ,walk away from the hate they create , you're you and that's okay.
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Midnight Thoughts
Poetry-I hate how I'm still here- -staring at the stars littering the sky- -watch how differently they treat us- -love is possible but it's so hard to find- -don't trust the voice in your head- "these are my midnight thoughts, I write them down and re...
