Sep 09
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If who I am is really me
can you take that?

If there are parts of me in pieces
will you pick them up?

Or just leave me shattered.

I want to be real to you.
Spit out the lies
and speak truth to you.

But is it the truth you really
Or are the lies more comfortable?

Can you touch
the scars on my skin
and listen to me tell you
deliberately self-inflicted?

Can you cope with
how close I came
to closing my eyes—
how much I wanted
to finish breathing?

This is my past.
I am not always the smile
I keep on my face.
But sometimes
the smile reaches my soul—
or does my soul reach my smile?

My scars are not me.
My hope is.

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