Paper Towns

Our true selves.

We seem to Have a natrual protective Layer up:

but as life goes On- people, events, fakeness- it Wears us down.

but If The right people are looking, listening,

Not necessarily to your words But to you,

through the Cracks, they will See the light in You and mirror It back

so you can see it too.

 

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