Strength From Pain

I Am Everything

I am a daughter. I am ignoring my heart and being someone else.

I am a sister. I am pretending to be stronger than I really am.

I am a child. I have had to grow up faster than a child ever should.

I am a teenager. I don't understand my own feelings, yet everyone else thinks they can.

I am a girl. I am hoping to right what I can in the world.

I am a best friend. I have hurt my friends without meaning to.

I am a hater. I hate myself for everything I have done.

I am a faker. I smile on the outside, all the while slowly dying on the inside.

I am a crier. I do not cry tears of water though, instead I cry tears of blood.

I am a cutter. I cut to dull the overwhelming pain inside.

I am a writer. I write my pain out with paper and pen, telling my story, hoping to help someone else.

I am a singer. I escape my life and chase my dreams the best I can.

I am different. I strive to be different, from my family, from everyone around me.

I am myself. I am finally listening to my heart.

I am everything. I always have been and always will be, but all the same I am myself.