Sometimes I feel like the only person who could truly understand me is someone who is just like me.
Someone who knows what it's like to struggle, to suffer, to feel like they don't belong.
Someone who has been through the same trials and tribulations, and who knows what it means to fight for every step forward.
Someone just like me.
It's hard to explain to others what it's like to be in my shoes, to see the world through my eyes.
To feel the pain through my bones, to feel the shaky breathing through my lungs.
A person like me needs a person like me...