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May 2018
Hey, I heard that you weren't doing the best... So I'm here to say you're okay I know it's feels like the world is crumbling down and like your feet won't ever touch the ground. But just so you know I've been there. I understand that the world feels like it's going to explode that your head feels like it's not yours that your body feels that it's not yours. And I know the world seems full of judgement and Hate. But that's just something we have to ignore and let disintegrate. Why do you get so happy when you look into my eyes cuz I don't understand. What are you seeing me that's so **** important. Why do you look into my eyes and tell me you're beautiful and handsome I don't understand! I grew up somewhere where I wasn't appreciated... I grew up where I was taunted for how I act. I was always told that my singing wasn't good enough or I didn't draw very well I was told that I didn't matter basically. But I'm telling you now here before you I do matter! So when you tell me that nobody loves you and that I don't matter I want to tell you that that's not true. I love you and I'm not nobody. And just so you know I've got a lot more life to go and even though the world says f* you I keep moving on. And today I left all my teachers I told them that they meant a lot to me that they were a big inspiration for me to get this far in life but I never expected it to be so hard to see them go to walk away from them. Because they were like my family. And I guess... I'll miss them a lot. There are so many people that Inspire us to strive to be our best. And all I wanted to do was protest because I didn't feel that I could do my best because I was so down low that best was not even a word in my vocabulary. My world has taken a Skydive to Rock Bottom I don't see the clouds anymore I was on cloud nine it was beautiful up there. And now here I am scars on my arms and legs from battle wounds because I fought myself. I understand this might be hard but believe me dear you'll make it out alive and some of us don't. But that's because we didn't try. I know you see the world a way that I cannot fathom. But when I see that face I can think of is why would you want to leave the human race and growing up I guess I couldn't tell. But here I am now telling you you'll be okay.

-Sincerely Me
Wandering poet
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