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It’s hard

It’s getting heavier.

It’s not helping

It’s not easy….. nothing is anyway

It’s a lonely world… high up where you’ve been put there. Only some can be there at the side but only a hand full.

Nothing is ever good enough.

Things look different.

Only when no one is watching

Can we really fall apart



But would it set me free

If I dared to let you see

The truth behind the person

That you imagine me to be

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