The real me


I find it hard to show emotion
Always fighting with the notion
I hardly ever shed a tear
Always living with the fear
That once a person sees me weak
They'll always see the real me
I'm 5'9 and 18 stone, a lot of man I am to hold but even tho I look so strong
I'm actually a crumbling wall 

  • Author: Jamesedwards (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 10th, 2017 04:09
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 36
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  • Heather T

    I think maybe we are all bits of crumbled brick and mortar. Thank you for a view of you.

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