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Once again I’m trapped in my own head. Over thinking. Over analysing. Doubting. Wishing. Regretting. Hating
Why can’t I be stratified with myself. Everyday I wake up and try to wash all the negative and self hating thoughts away, I put on clothes that coverhow I really feel inside, and I wear my mask.
My mask of happiness. My mask of self love. My mask of not caring what others think or say about me. My mask of strength. My mask of courage.
Behind that mask is me, the girl that cries when no one is around, hates the reflection she sees in the mirror, hates showing her emotions to people because she believes that makes her look weak, takes things personally and the negative list goes on...
The truth is I’m sad 75% of the time sometimes I know why I’m sad sometimes I don’t. The smallest things can make me sad , from a stranger looking at me as we pass each other to me thinking how lonely I am.
I only show my friends the “real” me , the loud, crazy , jokey and always smiling me. However I never show them ME the sad, pathetic girl who’s searching for something but doesn’t know what.
At the end of the day I come back to my room strip away the armour and breathe.
It’s hard showing the You everyone is used to while the real You rots away.
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