her pain was unique,
one no one understood
her personality was complex,
they'd say she was insane
they locked her up,
in a white room
away from society,
but was that not the source of her
insanity?
she spent her nights crying,
she spent her days yelling
by now she knew,
she was alone
if they cared,
she wouldn't be here
her pain was unique,
one no one understood
labels/mental illnesses
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