So unseen, insecure girls like me can heal and unveil their glory.

Dear mum…..  

A short one, because it’s hard to say all I want to say. This came after one of thousands of arguments with my mum today. Writing is all I can do in this moment, and it’s perfect in spite of the length.

I loved you with all my soul,

But you couldn’t see the whole.

I gave you pieces, thought you’d stay,

But you left me, fading away.



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