Life scares me. People scare me. The things I see scare me. And it has always been that way, for as long as I can remember. Something changed for me though, eleven years ago, when I finally realized no one else could see like me. No one else can see their wings. Just me.
I try to go on with my life like normal, and I’m getting so much more used to the way I have accepted it’s going to be from now on. I tried to tell people about things I see a long time ago, when I was so much you...