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Every time I look at someone my insecurities show.
Like a black hole they swallow me until I am no more.
I silently scream as the world sees me.
Can't they see that this was not who I used to be.
I try to hide them but they always come back.

Every time I look at someone my insecurities show.
That silence slowly kills me inside.
Wondering whether to run, whether to hide.
And just like a flame.
we're one of the same.

Destroying everything we slowly die away.
But only if you hide we will stay.

— The End —