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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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