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Mar 3
I’ve got mine,
And you’ve got yours.
Reasons that is.
If I’m too much, too crazy, too weird for you…
Hello, there’s the door.
I don’t dwell in the superficial, the shallowness, that plagues others day to day.
I am unapologetically me,
Come what may.
At least I am honest with the battles I face.
Even if I stumble, at least it’s with grace…
And some “**** this!” along the way.
I don’t fake, I don’t hide, I won’t pretend to be fine
I battle demons you could never comprehend.
It takes a gentle person to even begin to understand.
Thankfully I’ve got an army, who is  always willing to step in.
You say I’m too brash, too honest, to open
But have you asked why I am the way that I am?
Hello, there’s the door.
Written by
Courtney Jurena  37/F/Panama City, FL
(37/F/Panama City, FL)   
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