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Everything tells me not to worry There is not a thing wrong with you You're wired a little differently It gets better I have to remind myself daily Only in Holland could the words of truth Come out to the world To people I'll never see again And maybe it's better that way and Maybe I'm not what I think I am But that's okay, and it's okay to not Know, but right now I need to Breathe, and breathe, and know That everything will be alight It has to get better I have to know that the end will pan out I won't lose the few friends I've captured In my hold or the people I hold so dear They seem so clueless, but then Maybe not It'll get better.
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Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 3:04 AM UTC
Holland Gave Me a Home
Everything tells me not to worry There is not a thing wrong with you You're wired a little differently It gets better I have to remind myself daily Only in Holland could the words of truth Come out to the world To people I'll never see again And maybe it's better that way and Maybe I'm not what I think I am But that's okay, and it's okay to not Know, but right now I need to Breathe, and breathe, and know That everything will be alight It has to get better I have to know that the end will pan out I won't lose the few friends I've captured In my hold or the people I hold so dear They seem so clueless, but then Maybe not It'll get better.
a little note to myself. while travelling with some people I finally came out in Holland at a picnic. Many of those people I will never see again in my life.
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Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 3:04 AM UTC
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