Paper thin

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Paper thin
Your words tear at my skin
Ripping bits of me away
Leave me broken that's ok
Yeah I get that you don't care
Say I'm useless I guess that's fair
But you don't see
The way I shiver in the dark
Picking up pieces of my broken heart
There I go shattering again
Build up my walls
For you to knock em down again
My weak state of mental​ health
Would probably make you proud of me
You don't see
The faded lines that show my pain
Or the tears that fall softly on my window pane
And if its up to me
You won't ever see
Just how damaged you've left me

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