it heals in the endhow do you mend yourself when you are brokenhow do you put yourself back to what you weredo you lose the pieces of you scattered everywhereor do you want to collect every fallen marble I see the mirror of me drowning into silent watersin circles of ripples wanting to run as far I know it is not me but the mirror itself buried undermy own illusion of a distant world torn apartif I sit next to soggy banks of a flooded riverI would only let my own self get washed awayagainst unknown winds no stranger will ever knowof a heart that flowered a little garden in the rainI'd rather light a bonfire from shadows of dark woodsto recall love thousand times until the warmth swaysmy soul learns to release those chills of a cold nightand all that was once broken will be healed again
I'm AlrightMy mom told me I should stop sleeping so late.It’s affecting my health.Mum, I’ll sleep when I’m dead.I have too much I want to do before I die;And too little time.It’s arrogant to say, but I won’t be satisfied with just being good,I want to be the best.Pokémon Master of the world: It’s my destiny.From a balcony, is the only time,I hope you’ll look down on me.I want to fight the demons in my head.I mostly feel uncomfortable when I’m not working.Writing, music, filming, whatever, it doesn’t matter;I just need to keep myself busy,Anything to stop me from picking up a gin bottle.Mum, I’ll sleep when I’m dead.Fuck this health thing.Mommy, I’m alright.I just want you to be proud of me.I’m sorry.
Trans Pride"We Cannot Choose Where We Will Love"I have the best boyfriend in the world.
but he wasn't born a man.My boyfriend is the sweetest, most romantic, caring boy I've ever met
but his body says otherwise. He's been lost and alone his whole life because of the incongruence between his head and his body.And no one has loved him for who and what he is.I'm a completely straight girl, not a single lesbian bone in my body; girls just don't do it for me. But I love him anyway, because he cares for me like no man has ever cared for me. I couldn't hope to meet another so perfectly suited to me if I searched a thousand years. He is male in his heart and he is male to me. He was born in the wrong body and that's not his fault. I accept him for what he is inside. And he's so beautiful, so wonderful, I can't believe no one else could see it.Just like he can't quite believe no one has ever looked at me the way he does.Appreciate someone for who they are in