Hold My Hand.

As long as we can remember, we have always been the outsiders.

Naturally, we've tried and tried and tried but it's pointless.

Fitting into societies senseless standards and mindlessly imitating toxic social media but it's worthless.

You are on planet earth yet it doesn't feel familiar as if you are living in a shapeless simulation.

Endless people suffering from countless mental health issues like anxiety and depression.

We cannot live up to societies ridiculous expectations.

Subsequently, we are outcasted and lonesome.

Dealing with constant betrayal and broken promises, till you've reached rock bottom.

Protecting yourself.

Loving yourself.

Accepting yourself. 

So we never feel hurt by a soul again.

It'll all be okay one day, though for now, it is a relentless journey to retain.

We are survivors

We are fighters.

We are The Outsiders!

It takes courage to stand alone but I'll be your backbone.

I'll happily come along and you can hold my hand whilst you are sharing your story.