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I just want to bang my head against the wall,
and let the scars rebleed,
I'm trying to heal myself,
but never succeed.
Every word is hidden behind the secret sets of stone,
What I really mean is mine,
and mine to know, alone.
I can never be happy,
I can never be free,
I can never love someone meant just for me,
I can never exist without loving someone,
Who can never love me in return....
I just want to break every glass, every mirror, memories passed,
And every picture,
I just want to scream so loud,
that you'll be astounded,
and you'll never know,
that I can never be happy,
I can never be free,
I can never love someone that's meant just for me,
It seems that my heart chooses for me,
to fall for those I can never love....
It seems that I cannot exist without loving...
Loving someone who cannot love me in return.....
and let the scars rebleed,
I'm trying to heal myself,
but never succeed.
Every word is hidden behind the secret sets of stone,
What I really mean is mine,
and mine to know, alone.
I can never be happy,
I can never be free,
I can never love someone meant just for me,
I can never exist without loving someone,
Who can never love me in return....
I just want to break every glass, every mirror, memories passed,
And every picture,
I just want to scream so loud,
that you'll be astounded,
and you'll never know,
that I can never be happy,
I can never be free,
I can never love someone that's meant just for me,
It seems that my heart chooses for me,
to fall for those I can never love....
It seems that I cannot exist without loving...
Loving someone who cannot love me in return.....
Literature
Therian
How long has it been since I was alive?
Gliding here in the skies, watching the sun and moon rise and set hourly, the winds shifting through my once physical form, the seasons no longer discriminate with the quick passing of time. When I first found myself here I felt I had to run to keep up with the changing, but I quickly realized the futility of the effort, since then resorting to floating on here effortlessly.
I no longer knew the feeling of sleep. I would close my eyes and open them to a whole new world, signifying that time had passed, but just how much? Now that I had no physical form to feel rest, to feel anxiety, how did I know whe
Literature
Being
Being a girl
Doesn't make me
Less intelligent than you;
Weaker than you;
Less determined than you;
More vulnerable than you;
Less talented than you.
Being me makes me
Witty and persevering;
Outspoken and creative;
Original and unique;
Charming and clever;
And obviously more
Open-minded than you.
Literature
I am Otherkin
When all of you look here, what do you see?
You see an average human, but that is not me.
I don't expect you to understand, I don't expect you to try.
But at least listen to me, I don't have much time.
Before I continue, this I must speak,
Do not make assumptions until the story's complete.
There are those who dress up as animals, with fur, cloth and pins.
I'll say right now that they are nothing like me and the kin.
I am not human, this I told you before.
On the inside of me, I am something more.
I am one of those that dwell within,
The Otherkin and Therian.
Some of us are animals,
others can be fae.
Their are even vampires
an
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You can be happy! D; And all of us here on dA love you Best of luck in life, its a devil's platter out there.