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Aug 2010
Don't look at me, don't see me,
I might break.  If I whisper or scream
Don't hear me; don't listen.
I need to hide, run away,
Before I fall any deeper and break.

Don't believe me, don't trust.
Don't rely on the words I say.
I won't be strong; I'll  just give in
To this desire to run away,

Because the world is too much,
And I don't know if I'm enough.
I can scream, I can breathe,
I can rip out my hair,
But every minute that passes
I grow weak,
Give in to this dreamless sleep,
Stop fighting, go numb, and break.

It's a battle, just breathing,
Waking up each morning.
Being strong, being open,
Letting myself feel vulnerable.

So if I seem to be breaking,
And giving in to the masks  I paint,
Know that I couldn't take it
Without giving up my mind and going insane.

Because the world is too much,
And I don't know if I'm enough.
I can scream, I can breathe,
I can rip out my hair,
But every minute that passes
I grow weak,
Give in to this dreamless sleep,
Stop fighting, go numb, and break.
Carissa M Wyles
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Carissa M Wyles
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