I hid behind the simper and titter
that didn't belong to me
I impersonated many characters
forgot my vocal timbre
Each cloak more constricting
until I couldn't breathe
I wore them -
so everyone else felt at ease
The variant of me that didn't weep too much
didn't bawl too loud
didn't ask for explanations
I got good at posing
no one saw the cost
When it all crumbled
When I finally stood alone
Nothing left behind me
Only then -
Could I be **** ME!!!!
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Author:
Cassie Hays (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 14th, 2025 17:49
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