Soft Words (poem)

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I try to turn around on my own

Escaping from the all that is me

The never ending thoughts that over analyze the broken parts

My words that crumble when they begin to speak

I crumble because I don't have a script when I speak

I crumble because my mouth betrays me

In the end I end up not speaking at all

No matter how I speak, they will judge anyway.

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