Category : Poems

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I don't have it in me to be confident unless I'm hiding behind my makeup. When I put it on its like I'm painting on a new person. 
I don't have it me to walk with my head up, so I walk with my head down knowing I'm in solitude and afriad to look up.
I don't have the courage in me to tell you that I'm not okay or that I need help. Beacuse needing help is for weak people and being not okay and  is okay.
I don't have the urge make new friends because what if they don't like me.... I don't know if I like me