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Secrets are things that people won't tell,
Despite the greatest truths
Hidden within them.
Secrets are things that people lie to
Cover up,
In fear of you finding out what's
Real.
Sweetie, here are a few secrets
That I feel must be shared,
Because they've been kept for
Far
Too
Long.
You are beautiful. You are stronger than your weaknesses.
You are unique. You are different. You are perfect.
You are not defined by your sadness, nor are you defined by the stereotypes.
You are not broken, despite the the scars and missing pieces.
You are powerful.
Wonderful.
Marvelous.
You are a fighter.
And, darling,
I know no one has whispered
These things to you.
But remember,
The only things that people won't tell,
Are the secrets.
And that's because the secrets are true.
Despite the greatest truths
Hidden within them.
Secrets are things that people lie to
Cover up,
In fear of you finding out what's
Real.
Sweetie, here are a few secrets
That I feel must be shared,
Because they've been kept for
Far
Too
Long.
You are beautiful. You are stronger than your weaknesses.
You are unique. You are different. You are perfect.
You are not defined by your sadness, nor are you defined by the stereotypes.
You are not broken, despite the the scars and missing pieces.
You are powerful.
Wonderful.
Marvelous.
You are a fighter.
And, darling,
I know no one has whispered
These things to you.
But remember,
The only things that people won't tell,
Are the secrets.
And that's because the secrets are true.
Literature
To You
To the girl I saw
With the sad, sad eyes.
To the boy I met
Who wasn't allowed to cry.
To the man I saw
Who was falsely accused.
To the woman I met
Who was badly abused.
This is my ode to you
For you live on despite it.
I'm so proud of you
For you can still fight it.
The world is against you,
But it's not your fault.
It's just the way
This world was taught.
So live on, live on,
Don't you give up here.
It gets better later,
The light is near.
I believe in you,
I know you can make it.
I'll reach out my hand,
If you need it, just take it.
You're special,
You're important,
You're not invisible,
You exist,
And you'll be fine.
Literature
Green Ink
She writes with green ink
eternal scrawls upon the page.
She wrote with green ink,
because it was the color of his eyes,
and the pond in the park,
and the seats on the bus,
and the grass outside,
and rose stems.
She wrote with green ink
even when her boss yelled
and the teacher screamed
and nothing worked out.
Because green was her favorite
and it was his favorite as well
even when he was sick while
his skin was green.
He still loved the color green
when the dirt fell down
when he didn’t recover,
the grass that bloomed
was the most angelic jade.
And she still wrote in green ink
because it was the color of the grass,
and his favori
Literature
She's a Writer
She sits at her desk
Her headphones in,
The world shut out.
She bleeds for others
As words fly from
Her mind to her fingertips.
She stares at the screen,
At every little comment,
The good and the painful.
She forms her emotions
Into books and poems
To throw away the hurt.
She's a writer,
And her best weapons
Are her mind and her pen.
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Stay strong, everybody. Remember you're amazing... and phenomenal.. and you're perfect! <3 And you can be sure that at least someone cares... Because I care!! Feel free to come to me when you're sad or depressed, or suicidal, or anything that isn't exactly comfortable.
Love you guuuys!
Stay strong, everybody. Remember you're amazing... and phenomenal.. and you're perfect! <3 And you can be sure that at least someone cares... Because I care!! Feel free to come to me when you're sad or depressed, or suicidal, or anything that isn't exactly comfortable.
Love you guuuys!
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i have no words for how relate-able this is