Writing

Credits To Rowan L. (Spotify)

Some people look at me 

in my childish pigtails,

talking too loudly,

trying to get everybody to hear me.

And think they know everything about me.

That I'm a ditz,

Look in the mirror,

What do you see?

Someone,

Who will always be ugly?

Someone,

Who will never be pretty enough?

you had glitter

spilling out of your mouth

fine as stardust

golden as pollen

falling to the floor

feeding no one

you’re wasting yourself

now all you feel

is emptiness

What separates their grief from ours?

Research shows that elephants grieve

They have been seen to stand vigil

Quiet

    Quiet wailing 

Chapter One: 

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