I Feel DifferentCharli
I feel different. I feel like there is something strange about me.
But I am wrong. I can't tell anyone. I can't let them know,
if I try and tell them what's wrong, I become wrong, and in their eyes I am attention seeking, but I am not.
They see my scars, they ask me questions and assume they know my past.
They don't know, they think they know. They think I am having a bad day, or week, or month or year.
But no, I am having bad thoughts, but they can't see my thoughts, only my scars.
If they could see mabey they would understand.
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