How I long to be accepted for who I am,
And not for what people think they see,
And how I long for people to look at the kindness in my heart,
And for them to rid their assumptions of me,
How I long to feel like I\u2019m a part of this society,
By not just the people who\u2019s already a part of it and also by myself,
And how I long for the departure of all this human judgement that fills our world,
That is purely based on looks, status or mental health,
How I long to feel like a real human,
To have feelings and emotions that I don\u2019t have to lock away,
And how I long for me to be able to express those said feelings,
Without any misconception or disarray,
How I long for money to actually serve us,
Instead of us bowing down to it and filling our world with greed,
And how I long for all the hate and judgment to disappear,
And for people to realise that love and understanding is what we need,
How I long for that cuddle,
From someone who wants nothing but to embrace,
And how I long for this constant feeling of worthlessness to leave me,
And a true sense of belonging to finally show it\u2019s face,
How I long to find peace,
Within my broken heart and my damaged soul,
And how I long for the demons that plague my mind,
For me to be able take full control,
How I long for people to be able to speak up,
And not be scared to lower their defences and be able to trust,
And how I long for all the hurt in this world to disappear,
And being kind to others not looked at as weak or with disgust,
How I long for all this to become reality,
Maybe then we wouldn\u2019t all feel so lonely,
And then we all find peace and love within ourselves and others,
Huh \u2026\u2026.. If only.
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