I wish for an easier life. To be myself without fear.
Feelings locked inside my heart. Yet, no escape. Can’t bear anymore.
Lost in this society, no one listens. Yet, they know everything.
Can I be whom I’m meant to be? But who am I?
There are no words that describe this earth shattering moment. I live. I experience. I learn.
Vicious cycle when on repeat. If only it were a skill, something that benefits in the long run.
I have feelings I can’t explain without being called weird. I desire to feel something on my skin.
I don’t desire pain yet I want to be bound. To obey. None of my relationships last.
No one understands, I don’t know if it’s sexual or an instinct. I just feel a wondering need I can’t extinguish.
Am I broken?
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