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When I look in the mirror I see failure
Failure to be who I really am
I confine myself into a neat little shell
A shell in which I am to scared to break
I keep a wall around my heart
I have chains that bind my voice
And I keep a lock around my thought
I wish I could be unscared
I wish I could be me
But if people saw me for who I really am
Would they reject me?

This post was submitted by Rebecca Davis.

Category: Sad Poems
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