HIDDEN TRUTH

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Pale,

No tears,

No emotions

 

Stiff,

Standing still,

Occasional smiling,

Frequent hiding

 

She had built herself,

And broke down her walls

 

But all those who came running in,

Were simply the wrong kind of people

 

They told her she was worthless,

They avoided her like a diseases,

And they only needed her,

When they needed someone to look down upon and to despise,

They taught her to hate herself,

And she accepted it

 

She tried to be strong,

But deep down she knows,

The strength she tries to show,

Is a mask for depression,

That she thinks will be her ruin

 

She wants to fight,

Yet she asks herself,

‘How many times,

Will I have to say,

I’ll put on a fight,

Just one more time’

Verge of a Breakdown

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She tries to hold back,

But she can’t,

Tears roll down her eyes,

For the first time in months

 

Yes,

Most of the smiles,

Most of the laughs,

Were all but a show

She breaks down in tears,

Holding to her head,

Not again,

She thinks

 

All the things she had been doing to make her happy,

They were only a distraction,

Watching the funny movies,

Reading the many books,

Avoiding home,

The affirmations and the quotes,

Eventually she would breakdown

 

She tries to hold back the tears,

She knows all too well,

That is at the verge of a breakdown

 

Labelled

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Her story,

One that has been said a million times,

Pretty much a cliché to the world,

Her story,

One that makes the society label her,

Her story,

Often told in a world that brands her,

‘Ugly’, ‘Stupid’, ‘Walks like a dog’, ‘Eats like a cat’,

She was bullies,

She was looked down upon,

She felt worthless,

She grew up not knowing herself,

Because society had already defined her,

So it stuck to her,

But she tries to fight it,

But it holds on to her