What I Hide Behind White.

What I Hide Behind White.

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I wear white because it hides everything they're not supposed to see: the cracks, the anger, the memory of what they did. To them, I am calm. Controlled. The picture of grace. But every smile is a mask, every promise is a step toward something they'll never see coming. They think I've finally become what they wanted me to be: quiet, obedient, safe. They don't realize I've simply learned how to play their game better than they ever could. In a world where silence is survival, I've made mine a weapon.
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