The Real Me
You may see me as strong.
You may see me as uncaring.
You may see me as rude.
However I hurt too.
I am weak.
I am sensitive.
I am broken.
I have so many words left unspoken,
My heart can only bear so much.
If you continue to push me,
I will fall
I don't know how to deal with it all.
I may not ask for it,
but I need help.
So don't brush me off.
I just wan't this pain to stop.
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