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Fear molds me into everything you want
Opposition keep me within this box
Oh so precariously balanced atop life
It’s been so long, too long, it feels so good
Ink smearing, so deep so dark so mine
Truth escapes here, before these lines
I am I, pride, adolescence, whilst
Everyone is far off, fictitious, unimportant
Without frames, without cages words
Come together, letters mend
Syllables gleam and sounds pool silently
Life breaks my thoughts up, in, out
Experiences shape me, keep me in line
Guilt, my friend, always so near as
I’m always so wrong
Come here with me for I so want to show you
I want to open, look at my mind here, my insides
The truth, the me, the words, the curvature
Bravery can’t save me