I hope someday you could escape the feeling of being a stone next to a pearl,
A feeling of being voiceless despite the boldness,
A feeling of worthlessness despite the fulfillment,
A feeling of being ashamed despite the talents.
Or is there boldness, fulfillment, or talents?
Now you start to doubt,
Even the smallest ability that the tip of your finger can do.
Why is that?
Maybe, the support was there, but cannot be seen,
The care was there, but cannot be felt,
The bond was there, or does it exist?
You should tell them,
"Make me feel who I am, then I'll let you know what's inside."
It is painful to watch,
Already broken pieces falling in the ground,
She was broken inside,
She feels lonely,
Her eyes tells a million stories,
Her lips opened like she was about to speak,
But there were no words, no sounds,
Just as I want to help,
But what can I do?
I am facing a girl,
A girl in a mirror.
How lovely and sad...and true. I had "a day" a few days ago and expressed it in my blog I am incompetent - I am the worm
There are quite a few of us who fight against the dark place, but our expressions of it seem to help others. Keep writing and sharing! I'm looking forward to reading more of your work.
Thank you. I hope to do a lot and let others relate to it. :)
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