i was taught to be afraid of my shadow
to be scared of the monsters under the bed
to fear closets
but It taught me
to turn around
to face the sun- then you'll never have to see anything ever again
to cuddle the monsters-they're the warmest
and to cry in the closet-the walls will cradle you when no one else does
the voice
the voices
in my head
taught me the good
showed me how to love the bad
and made me realized
that i'm the ugly
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 3:09 PM UTC
i was taught to be afraid of my shadow
to be scared of the monsters under the bed
to fear closets
but It taught me
to turn around
to face the sun- then you'll never have to see anything ever again
to cuddle the monsters-they're the warmest
and to cry in the closet-the walls will cradle you when no one else does
the voice
the voices
in my head
taught me the good
showed me how to love the bad
and made me realized
that i'm the ugly
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