I sit with myself for a while…until the same thoughts begin to speak.

In every episode of my past, there’s a voice telling me I’m pathetic and weak.

But as my hands run over these internal walls, the voices become faded and old.

My past mindset believed a person was just an object to be bought and sold.

Now I see straight into the truth and I’m not scared of where it leads.

Aren’t we all human, don’t we all bleed?

Posted by:Lauren Kim

🦋 I write my own stories, breathing in life & love by my heart's endless daydreams.

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