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A gurl from the Caribbean. The Nature Isle.

[writer-jnae]

Ⓢ🅐🄵Ⓔ 🅗🄾Ⓤ🅢🄴

They watch you and wonder how I could ever feel unwelcomed here

How I could wish I had another body to call mine

They ask how I could want to cut my existence here short

But can't they see?

We've lived too long. Seen too much.

Experienced too much, too soon

This isn't a safe house

This is a house that has been broken in by nearly everybody-

Blood family stole here too

Stole everything;

My love, my self esteem, my laughter, my voice, my self worth, my security blanket, my innocence.

Everything

This is a run down motel that is in need of refurbishing

We had no insurance. Nothing to fall back on but our destructive coping mechanisms.

I'm tired of being tired of being tired. WE ARE

I want to be more yet nothing.

_._ann_j.nae_._

[writer-jnae]

What I Wished Everyone Knew {Part One}

I’ve been called crazy, mad, and insane whether in a joking manner or a serious one,

I’ve been told that I’m angrier than normal kids,

I’ve been told that I should start caring more,

I’ve been told that I should let my anger go and smile more,

I’ve been told that it wasn’t my fault,

I’ve been told that I’m ugly, weird, disgusting, miserable, worthless, useless,

I’ve been told that I’m a mistake,

I’ve been told that I should commit suicide by the ones that are supposed to tell me no,

I know I’m crazy, mad, insane,

I know I’m an angrier child that normal kids,

I don’t want to start caring, it makes me feel weak,

I can’t let my anger go, it helps me be me,

I don’t believe it was my fault, but I believe it is my fault,

I already know that I’m ugly, weird, disgusting and miserable,

I already know that I’m worthless, useless, and a mistake, no need to rub it my face,

Yes, they did just like everybody else, so really it’s not new,

They ask me what’s in my head,

I say nothing because honestly, they’ll be scared if they ever knew,

If I ever told them, what goes through my mind,

My thoughts which are based on my demons which are based on my past which is based on my actions,

Anger, that’s something I could never control,

I lose it sometimes, and I wonder who can help me control my anger,

Who can control the beast, that I call Anger the one who always gets the best of me sometimes naa most times,

Fear, I get that a lot more than I should when I’m alone,

I get the feeling that someone is gonna pop out,

And scare me,

Or even hurt me all over again,

Sadness, I feel it but I don’t pay much attention to it,

Unless it hits me really hard,

When it does that, I get angry,

So that no-one will realize I'm sad,

Guilt, I have a lot of guilt, why,

Because, I feel like it’s my fault,

They tell me it’s not but I can’t help but feel like,

They’re lying to me,

Hurt. Yes I'm hurting because,

My life’s messed up more that you can imagine,

And i personally hate that,

Because it scares me that I might need someone to

To stop the pain

My thoughts, it’s not that I can’t explain them,

It’s just that I can’t say them in just a few words,

More like a poem,

Or even a song,

Tho the both would be very long,

My Past, that I can’t say any form but a story.

[leatherwingsinc-deactivated2015]

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HOLY SHIT, IT WAS THE ORIGINAL ONE

MAKE A WISH

[jamesjoeboyleeeee-deactivated20]

the first post ever on tumblr

[powerpuffsposts-deactivated2025]

I WAS EXPECTING IT TO BE A REMAKE OF SOME SORT HOLY FUCK

[kpopdotexe-blog]

WHO THE FUCK KEEPS BRINGING THIS BACK

[worldheritagepostorganization]

World Heritage Post

[adulthoodisokay]

like actually though. i’m in AWE of the notecount.

[writer-jnae]

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The vary girl they probably thought as I walked by, My head held high, shoulders straight and my walk- my famous walk The swaying of my non-existent hips While my legs moved one in front the other- in a straight line almost If only they knew my horrors Not that they'd care I looked nice, walked attractively That was all that mattered

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