She is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to live with certain mental health issues, in a worl...
Pieces of me are falling apart, it's getting tough for me to hold them together.
I hold onto one bit, and another chunk slips away.
All I need is someone to embrace me, wrapping the pieces of me into one, and making me feel their warmth, comfort, and closeness. A hug from that one person would heal my wounds.
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