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Seeing meIs a different thingThan&


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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