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Apr 2021
some people think I'm weak
when I cry during the weekend
but really
I've been holding
everything trap
in a fist


some people think
am easily scared
cause am
tiny,
sweet
but really I've looked in the face of fear and yelled
at it to go away

people assume am that my
vulnerableness
is a personality trait
were they use it as their weapon
for my indecisive manner
but they don't hear the way I
sleep at night
people love misjudge me
Written by
niann smith
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