I write to free myself
from the demons inside me that entangle me in their monstrous webs
I write because the words listen
to all my problems big and small
I write to feel
the feelings i cannot put together in my own head
I write to dream*
of the person i hope to become
I write to forget
the memories of him that haunt me*
I write to remember
the memories of us that made me
I write for hope
*so that i may look forward to the next day

Why do we try so hard for a society that won't except us as we are
Why are we unable to love the people that we are now and are forced to strive for and unrealistic picture of ourselves
We have been taught wether it be on purpose or not, that we are not good enough
We must act like the people around us and fit in
We must be the best at everything and if we are not we are not good enough
Does anyone understand, truly understand the pain that we put each other through
I wish we could so everyone could be set free from the mold we are supposed to fit in
What we have to remember is that the only person we have to be better than is the person that we were yesterday