It hasn’t been easy to be constantly judged and misunderstood,
From the people who are supposed to have my best interest at heart.
God knows I’m tired of explaining,
And going through the impossible to make others happy.
I’m tired of being knocked down,
And being left behind for, “shiny new objects.”
I won’t lie,
It makes me wonder if there was anything I could’ve done differently
But then I see your photos,
And I remember that your love embraces me,
Even when I’m not aware of it.
Your love is like a never-ending hug,
I can feel the safety and warmth,
You left behind.
It makes me instantly feel that everything will be alright.
©ZeinaA.G

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