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These thoughts fill my head

Late at night when I fall

Or wide awake when they yell

The truth that I know

That everyone else hides

Some dress it up

In bows and frills

Some say it loud

For me to hear

The doubt never leaves

The truth I hear


I wrote this for a book. That I read when I escape. The thoughts fill the heads of the character like they fill mine. I said it fit with the character, giving no context where it came from. It came from my head, my word. As I hide in plain sight, a happy person with big dreams. A little girl peeks not knowing if she will make it to next year. I need help but I am too scared to admit it and too scared to show it.

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