I hide behind sweetness.
My anger refuses to show itself yet.
My cute walls will soon start to fall.
The rage and emotions will rush out like an eruption.
I hide for protection.
From ridicule and the truth.
My friends don't really know me, and none of them realize it.
I want to be truthful but I can't....
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 11:20 PM UTC
I hide behind sweetness.
My anger refuses to show itself yet.
My cute walls will soon start to fall.
The rage and emotions will rush out like an eruption.
I hide for protection.
From ridicule and the truth.
My friends don't really know me, and none of them realize it.
I want to be truthful but I can't....
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