Struggle

My struggle has always been my motivation. Took me a while to recover from the devastation When nightmares are your reality You have a list of people you would rather be When the anxiety doesn't stop burning And your depression continues yearning It feels like a never ending filmstrip I gotta catch myself , get... Continue Reading →

I’m There

The space between each gust of air The space between each heartbeat The difference between cared and care The difference between defeated and defeat I'm There

Just a thought…

You see, I know I wasn’t meant for this body, when people see me I'm just some white girl normal height, completely normal looking nothing special, but they don’t know me, I always thought it’s because my appearance never matched who I really was. For example I'm not white, I'm actually Ecuadorian and I've got... Continue Reading →

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