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I wear my heart on my sleeve.
Or do I?
I'm smiling at most anything.
Or am I?
When I'm hurt,
I cry.
You can see if I'm mad
Just by my face.
I smile to cover
Hate
Annoyance
Embarrassment
Truth it
I can't handle pain
And worry.
The worry
Drives me insane.
I'm like a clam
Closing myself
Hiding my true feelings
The true me
Placing an average shell
Around me
I'm the pearl inside
Waiting to be found
Someday, maybe
Just maybe
I'll open
Show the pearl I am.
I'll wear my heart on my sleeve.
Someday I'll be
Me.
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