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In some eyes, you will never be anything. Don't rely on them. Be everything you ever need in the world.

It doesn't matter how many people I have around me, this cloud will always exist above my head.

I'm hoping writing about the feelings will quiet them down for a moment. They can be overwhelming and scary, but also keep me warm at night.

You're in my head and I want you to leave... but a little part of me wants you to stay and tell me that I could be good enough

I was doing really well until the depression came back. Looks like the poems might start back up again. Joys.

I've made a new friend and have yet to meet him in person so I thought I would write about it, because who doesn't do that?

His eyes are just so darned beautiful

Sometimes you don't see the truth till your standing a while away with fresh eyes. This is my truth.

Sometimes I don't know where my life is going, and who I can trust or talk to.

I hate the silence. The silence brings forward those dark emotions. In the silence, I create these pieces.