Who I Really Am
I am strong and powerful
I can say and do things most people can not
I can look myself in the mirror and see everything is ok
I can yell at my father for what he has done
But inside I’m hurt and crying
There’s a smile on my face, but there are tears hiding behind it
I’m sad and angry
I hide behind my words
I fear to look in the mirror for I’ll see the true me
I cry behind doors so no one will see
I feel like two people, but there is only me
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