Broken Deep Within
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Last published Fri, Nov 18, 2016
They always expect so much from you... They couldn't see past that. They never saw that shattered crystal in your heart. They never saw the aching pain and loneliness in your eyes. They never saw the pain you hid so well, hoping to find someone who cared enough to unearth it. They never saw that you were broken. Broken deep within...
A series of rants written for those who have always expected so much of me. Who never saw beneath the shell. And those that did, and who hated me for it, who criticized and berated me for being so weak when they thought I was strong.
Well, listen. I am. Just in a way that no one sees.
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