im scared growing upi turned  week ago many things say im sorry  sentences might make sense knew wasnt born right body elementary school im scared tell parents grandmother live me hate called deadname hate called good son  id rather human live seclusion go outside see people dont feel like mean anything world small could mean something years hate condition human nature easy push people away see ugly dont want cry anymore im biggest waste money parents relatives grandmother doesnt give fuck live die im ugly dont care hell society thinks dont want anyone lick wounds im stuck body think already cried tears already dont see mirror anymore ive always outsider even among people like me dont want go outside put people high pedestals realize one really loves anybody spent birthdays crying sleep scared next year bring me dont know throw numb dull pain consumed me im happy really live genuine selves free things shackle down people dont happy endings thats okay ill live cis guy rest life treated sort fucjing essence love respect ill finally break nobody really loves one
im scared growing upi turned week ago many things say im sorry sentences might make sense knew wasnt born right body elementary schoolim scared tell parents grandmother live me hate called deadname hate called good son id rather human live seclusion go outside see people dont feel like mean anything world small could mean something years hate condition human nature easy push people away see ugly dont want cry anymore im biggest waste money parents relatives grandmother doesnt give fuck live dieim ugly dont care hell society thinks dont want anyone lick wounds im stuckbody think already cried tears already dont see mirror anymore ive always outsider even among people like me dont want go outside put people high pedestals realize one really loves anybody spent birthdays crying sleep scared next year bring me dont know throw numb dull pain consumed me im happy really live genuine selves free things shackle downpeople dont happy endings thats okay ill live cis guy rest life treated sort fucjing essence love respect ill finally break nobody really loves one
Im miedo crecer upi convertido hace una semana muchas cosas dicen Im pena frases podría tener sentido sabía no nació derecho cuerpo primaria escuelaim miedo decir padres vivir abuelo vivir odio llamado nombre muerto odio llamado buen hijo id más bien humano vida aislamiento ir fuera ver la gente no se siente como significa nada mundo pequeño podría significar algo años odio condición humana naturaleza fácil empujar a la gente lejos ver feo no quieren llorar más im mayor desperdicio dinero padres parientes abuela no le importa vivir diem feo no importa infierno la sociedad piensa que nadie lame heridas im stickbody pensar ya llanto lágrimas ya no ves espejo nunca más vivo siempre extraño incluso entre la gente como yo no quiero salir fuera poner gente alto pedestales darse cuenta de que uno realmente ama a cualquiera pasó cumpleaños llorando sueño miedo el año que viene traerme no sé tirar entumecimiento dolor aburrido consumido im feliz realmente vivir genuino selves libres cosas grille abajo gente no quiere felices finales que acuerda enfermo cis chico descansar vida tratado tipo fucjing esencia amor respeto mal finalmente romper nadie realmente ama a uno