Isolated

"Am I good enough?"

I ask myself everyday,

As I stare into the mirror

And push my dreams away.

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Every mean comment,

Ruins my self-esteem

Even if I hide myself

In a paper thin dream.

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Armoured bubble

Keeps you away,

So I can isolate myself

From the life I pretend

To play.

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Hiding, I stay,

Torn apart by the

Decision to

Remove myself from

Everday