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I yearn for that peace that has been lost

All my life: an acceptance of who I am

Or at least a much-needed change so

That I may come to terms with myself.



So I prepare to be someone I know I am

But when the time arrives I just shrivel up

In fear because my mind tells me that my  

True colors will be deemed unimpressive.



Consequently, I retreat into my dark mind

Although it’s the one that tears me apart

More than anyone else could because

It knows just where it can hurt me most.



It tells me that the easiest thing I can do

Is adhere to the standards that I have set

For how I will portray myself even if

They’re not at all who I am or want to be.



So, now begins the pushing aside of these

Destructive thoughts that fill my mind

And the searching for a “me” to take the

Place of the fake me that everyone sees.