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To all the people whose openness is a shield

 
My truth sounds too loudly
in the open air
and he looks at me
like he wishes he could
mend the cracks in my life

His eyes reflect his heart
breaking for me

He knows this pain
he's been here before

I look at him and see so much strength

I wish I felt stronger

...

Her vulnerability
opens a door I can't close
she's more like me
than I want to admit

She says the things I'm thinking
but can't say, won't say
because to speak them
would make them real
and I can't let them be real

I wish I was more like her
(I wish I was more like me)

...
 
I'm not someone I admire
I buried all the wrong parts of myself
in my quest to become a person
that fits

Maybe I was never meant to fit

...

My truth sounds too loudly
in the open air
and not loudly enough

© Indie Adams 2022
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
Published
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