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No Filter No Door


Behind closed doors...

That can mean so many things

Who are you?

When no one is looking

When no expectations are placed on you?

Authenticity is such a hard thing

To find in a world like ours

When it seems to be that sincerity

and being Real is taken for granted

and unwanted within society

but I will lay my soul bare

for those willing to look

to see

what real authenticity means.

I have bags under my eyes that are deeper

Than the blue of the midnight sky

that reflect the Restless nights

Overthinking and stressing

About becoming a failure.

My worst fear is rejection

and it hinders me so until

I can force myself to even 

Speak up in class.

I am a lover without someone to love

and so I have turned bitter

but I still strive to be kind.

I will always strive to be better

I fear to be stagnant.

I fear I will never see the world.

I fear I will become a papergirl

Flimsy, with no structure or depth.

I am a dreamer who

is not Sure she can

survive Reality.

But most of all I am a girl

Who just wishes to leave a mark

On a world that is no longer

willing to recieve.

 

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Writing's in my blood and I will always write no matter what. Writing had helped shape the kind of person I am, and I'm proud of that.

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