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Seeing me
Is a different thing
Than seeing me
I throw up my shield
For a reason
My two foot thick walls
Walls made of words
And music
And the things I love
And fake smiles
And tears in the night
But I don't need them to see past my walls
I am strong enough on my own
I am stronger on my own
Because all people do
Is tear me down
Ridicule my walls
And that's why I don't let them see me
Because if they could see me
What would they do to me
I never let anyone see me
With no filter
Because
If I don't love myself
How can they ever love me
Even if they stop
Making fun of what keeps me safe
They will never love me
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