Flawed
I look in the mirror and know I am BROKEN
People have told me with the words that were spoken
Innocence was taken and traded with guilt in its place
Being raised Catholic, it was hard to look at my face
I am now FLAWED , not wholesome or pure
I have lived years giving off a FACADE, while I endured
I created an ILLUSION that everything was fine
While slowly inside, I was losing my mind
I took medicine to deal with the suffering and mental pain
But the feelings are still there, they still remain
I walk through life wearing a MASK of the real me
Only ones that really know me, can really see
I feel TORN with the truth and the skeleton in hiding
But I enjoy the security it is providing
I know we are all IMPERFECT and not quite right
I am learning to accept who I am without a fight
My story has been CRACKED
In the meantime, I hope other people will not be attacked
Title: Flawed
Date: 6/13/21
Sponsor: Constance La France
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