in my struggles
for acceptance,
I seek someone
to love me for
who I am. Is it
parents?
Friends? or
am I destined
to a life born
of struggle and
pain? Is it that
or
will I someday
get a real
community all
for me and for
other people
like me?
Are they
people that
even exist? I
know it won’t
be my parents.
They don’t give
love, they’re
more like
jailors.
They confine
me to my body,
to my brain and
to my pains.
May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 1:25 PM UTC
in my struggles
for acceptance,
I seek someone
to love me for
who I am. Is it
parents?
Friends? or
am I destined
to a life born
of struggle and
pain? Is it that
or
will I someday
get a real
community all
for me and for
other people
like me?
Are they
people that
even exist? I
know it won’t
be my parents.
They don’t give
love, they’re
more like
jailors.
They confine
me to my body,
to my brain and
to my pains.
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