I asked myself , over and over again .
Who am i ?
I am the girl who sat alone, with bruises only she could see. She has been beating herself up to things she can’t change. She tried standing but her shackles held her down. She tried running but her chains pulled her back.
I am the girl who thought she was strong enough , to bear her own problems. The one who never spoke up , because she was scared to be judged ,for she was drowning In her own sins.
I am the girl who smiled through it all, The girl who wanted to cry but choose to fake bravery, she was scared to be called weak . The one who chose to mask up her emotions so people don’t know the real her .
I am the girl who was dying inside , she wanted to…
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