Hidden Beneath The Surface
Why are you so insecure?
Don't you see what is wrong with me?
Fear.
The Only thing to fear is fear itself.
But what about the others?
For it is easier to be quiet than to show my true colors.
I am hidden beneath the surface.
This funny, astonishing girl.
Only few can truly see eye to eye with my soul.
But this is something that is hard to control.
For I am hidden beneath this concrete mould.
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