"I'm disguising behind my masks hiding how I feel,
Hoping I don't spill the next emotion in a "great reveal".
It's like a world rests on my shoulders, and the weight pulls me down,
But I'm determined to keep pushing so I don't let anyone down.
I don't want to be found distraught as the world around me falls,
Because I'm motivated not to snap as I collapse before the fall.
All of you keep me focused as I push up all the weight,
Because it's never too late to give up, but I am determined not to wait.
I've been broken,
I've been fractured,
I've been distorted for many years;
I am stitched, sometimes torn, but I've conquered all that I feared.
This is who I am, not the empty shell who was born;
I am this. I am that.
I am a shell who's been covered in thorns.
But no longer shall anyone in my world be labelled the day they're born.
The people of my world, you're not ugly,
You're not nameless, or controlled by your anxiety -
You're the survivors who carry the world and keep me happy.
You're not a size, you're not just a race,
Your taste in fashion is not a disgrace;
You're not just a past, you're not a big mistake, you're not a waste of space.
But you're all a beautiful face.
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