I am
a broken person,
a stubborn person,
who is
egoistic
and
still pretends to be
altruistic.
I hate
my narcisstic personality,
my secretive personality,
which is
awful
and
still wants to be seen
as beautiful.
I made
this laughable façade,
this crumbling façade,
which is
still holding up
and
making you
believe
I am fine.
I hide behind
this fading mask,
this ever-lasting mask,
which
will not fall
nor reveal
my little defenceless,
my tiny despicable
being.
I try
so hard,
oh,
so hard
to not
let you see
what
you shouldn't see,
because
laying in the light
to
may be
mistreated by others
is scarier
than
laying in the dark
to
definitely be
crushed by myself.
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