...to shake my fist in anger,
...to scream out my frustrations,
...to rake my nails down the skin of my arms so deep it draws blood,
...to know that I can feel,
...to know that I can cry,
...to know that I can grieve,
...to know that I belong,
...to know that it's ok that I'm alive,
...to feel safe again,
...to know that I'm not going insane,
...to understand why I can give so much to others, when they can never give to me;
...to figure out why I always feel so out of place and alone,
...to know what it's like to be dominated by someone standing in front of me,
...to know that I won't always be let down by those around me,
...to not fear difference, or change,
...to make a change...a big change.

|| by Fae ||
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