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A stranger to all but me

It’s funny  
No matter who I try to be    
They don’t know the real me
Never  
Not the things inside of my head  
Or my restless in my bed  
It’s just not meant to be  
   
I’m the only one that knows  
It only makes sense I suppose  
It frightens me  
For what’s inside is so disgraceful  
The secrets so distasteful  
if these things they knew    
I’d be anything but true    
For dishonestly is most fatal  
   
So I wake as a stranger  
Unknown in my own home  
To be known is such a danger  
But how long will I last alone?
Written by essiebessie34 (Esther Kirkman)
Published | Edited 1st May 2020
Author's Note
Sometimes I think to myself how little people actually know me. It’s a really lonely thought but it’s true unfortunately
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