Family,
That aren’t family,
Are never satisfied until you’re pacified by their insanity.
Can it be the worst thing to go through,
When you’re alone?
Truth is,
As tragic as it could’ve been when you’re the one who’s labeled useless,
Their severance is a blessing in disguise,
As you rip off the mask you’ve hid behind,
And,
Realize the image they’re despised,
Is an image you can love regardless of each tear falling from your eyes,
After others take notice of beauty you’ve had to offer the entire time by,
Being yourself.
If we don’t have all the answers in a life where asking for help is crucial,
Neither does anyone who detests who we are while in a class of our own as we doodle,
A future more fitting to us than what was drawn through principles we’ve had to expel…
For our own good…
Our own survival…
Instead of being suicidal…
Beauty In A Broken Mirror – Day 151, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
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