Me...
Hello ... I wanna keep my name and age anonymous for the time being, just in case if someone finds this diary/book . I wanna tell you a little bit of the background of the poems you read (I hope). I've been sad for a very long time, abandoned, hurt, stabbed....you name it but I still went on, living for this cruel world... I was bullied at a young age, I almost gave up. But then I started to meet people like me. People who were hurt and yet continue to live with the wounds... I've been heartbroken...twice... but I still live. Everyday I lose a little piece of me but I pick them up and try to put the pieces back together. Even though there cracked I'm happy because it looks whole even when it's not. I want you who is reading this book of any of my other books, please know I'm here. I'll talk and try my very best to feel welcomed, and I feel if I can't reach you and help you then I'm helping myself. Thank you for reading this entree and the entrees following will be short shorts that I witnessed and more original poems. Thank you for listening, and if you reach out to me thank you for helping me AND you.
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