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if i  wasn't gay
would you still tell me i'm brave
if i didn't self harm
would you still tell me i'm strong
if i wasn't depressed
would you still say you love me
if i wasn't starving myself
would you still tell me i'm beautiful
if i didn't try to **** myself
would you still tell me life is worth living
if i didn't cry
would you still tell me i have every reason to smile
if i wasn't scared
would you still hold my hand
if i didn't have insomnia
would you still stay up with me
if i didn't panic
would you still tell me that everything's alright
if i didn't love you
would you still  be kind
if i  didn't try
would you stop trying too?
if i wasn't broken
would you still try to fix me?

i don't want to be
uninteresting.
partly inspired by Neil Hilborn : "...because  the sadness is the old paint under the new it's the house fire or the broken shoulder. I'd still be me without it, but I'd be so ... boring. "

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