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Sep 2019
Every single day I lie to myself.
I paint my reality with only the colors that I want to see.
Ignoring those that are too harsh.
The colors that are too bright or too dark, for my eyes to handle.
The fear of rejection and the fear of being too happy, covering my eyes like a blindfold to all the things that could truly make my life vibrant.
I lie to everyone else every single day.
Getting stuck in the cobwebs of my mind.
Letting my fears pour in and spill over into my day.
My worries like broken glass pricking the bottoms of my feet with every step I take.
The gnawing feeling that I cant escape pulling on the back of my heels.
And the smile on my face that tells all my friends I am happy, while the weight of my depression pulls down on the corners of my mouth.
I lie to myself and everyone else everyday.
Erin Ridley
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