Cut And Run

Who am I?
When I am standing in front of a mirror
Each day I’m getting queerer
Feeling so hopeless there’s no other way

In the journey of self discovery
Invisible scars all over my body
Needing validation, feeling empty
Looking from outside quietly

Aching for adventure
In want of a bigger life
Soon, I will take my final flight
Learning new things, new cultures

I want to be happy and brave
Rebuilding the future that was lost
Promises, how much did that cost?
I recognize it now, it’s only an emoji wave

Depression Disaster Life Poetry Thoughts

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