Oct. Journal (upload 11.18.19)

If I wrote everything I felt what would come out? I feel there’s a loss of hope I didn’t know this road would be so cold So harsh as judgements continue to scold I don’t know which way to go, When your heart sounds so different then everything that’s around but you have no money nor wings to fly up and out the town And everyone who says they support you doesn’t even care to listen to your sound But fuck them ‘cause if no one else gots me I got me And I’ll be damned if I let opinions become a shot that stops me So many people look harder and deeper into you than they’ve ever looked into themselves.  


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