I want to burst into hysterics and tears,
Shout and rip my skin off,
Let my true feelings show.
But I don't, I can't.
Why?
I have been taught otherwise ,
Composure is the way to go even when you feel far from it
You are not meant to speak here so keep shut.
Hide how you true feel
Let them see what they want
I am far from perfect,
But I've been taught to be perfect.
So,
I don't allow myself to burst to tears
I don't let myself fall apart in anyone's presence.
And when I do, I feel like a failure.
So,
I put away my shame and become the favourite person.
I was born to impress and that it is all I would do
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PoetryLet's read some poems together. Together let's get through our pains. -Lots of love, Deborah