we cry alone.
so no one sees.
we hope no one knows.
but we do.
we know.
it's our hope
that hurts so much.
it's our dreams
that we didn't choose
that burn us
and crack our hearts open
and shatter us on the floor.
we know each other.
the thread is sown
through all of us.
we are
the marked
and the broken.
someday...
someday
we will find love.
someday
we will feel safe.
someday
we will live.
we believe
through it all
that our time
will come.
we smile
from our hearts
and we feel it
in our souls.
someday
we
the ugly ones
will live
in a world
meant for us.
in a world
that loves us.
in a world
that cares.
in a world
where we can be
just who we are.
...
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