Feeling Like An Outsider

My dear, do you hear their voice?

It's the kid inside of them gasping for another breath

Let them talk about you

Let them redefine you

If you won't let them hurt you,

They will never understand you

My friend, do they know who you are?

Do they know who they want you to be?

Let them categorize you

Let them blame you

Let them demonize you

As if you created the darkness you talk about

Focus on carving your diary on your body

Let each brush stroke begin with your truth and end with their insecurities

So if they decide to burn you, their demons will burn with you

Do you want to be remembered?

Do you want your ending to mean something to them?

Does the dust of this world ever feel your presence?

Why do you want the same fate?

They told you that history is always written by the winners

And yet the stories that shaped you are by those who never surrendered

My dear, the warmth of each surviving second was created just for you

And the purpose of your soul is determined only by you