Don't you see,
I'm not like you.
I'm different- the one who stays in a shell.
I'm the one who puts up a mask
to show that I'm brave enough.
But inside it's all big chaos,
emotions and feelings and fucked up past,
who's gonna hold me when I'm so scarred?
broken so much- beyond cure,
and I'm okay with it
as long as I'm concerned I'll live alone,
and I've got no problem with that,
the only question is...
"will you let me live in peace?"
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Silence and Sins
PoetryNone of us are the same. Every mind different, Every body different, Every soul different. but funny isn't it, that yet here we are, Agreeing. Feeling. Knowing. Understanding. Just what those lines mean, written by a single person. because we've...
