LBM is created from my tears
I have come to realize of who I am
Finally, a victimiser, an ungrateful, self depleting person
I create circumstances in my head and play it to be rational
I overreact and exaggerate
It's become so part of me, I even bulldoze myself of otherwise
LBM is a part of me I am scared of and also a part of me that Is quite shameful
I realized after so much contemplation of who I am truly
My inner demons says this is who I am
I tried resisting but MID is so strong
I am starting to believe MID
Safe me from MID
PS
LBM; LIFE BEHIND THE MASK
MID; MY INNER DEMONS
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LIFE BEHIND THE MASK
PoetryWhat is the truth? what you see or how I feel? Because I carry it so well doesn't make it weightless, the weight I carry could crush you Will my words convey enough of my feelings Do you feel this too??