voices.

her pain was unique,
one no one understood

her personality was complex,
they'd say she was insane

they locked her up,
in a white room

away from  society,
but was that not the source of her
insanity?

she spent her nights crying,
she spent her days yelling

by now she knew,
she was alone

if they cared,
she wouldn't be here

her pain was unique,
one no one understood

labels/mental illnesses

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