Can’t trust my voice
It’s my defense
I shouldn’t cry
It means admitting
That I’m not alright
Can’t fight the tears
Try to hold my head up
In spite of this
This is why I will not speak
I am not weak
Now let me keep my silence
All I want is to hide my head
Hide these weak willed tears
I am strong
I write this on my arm
For I fear what it would be
If it were not to write
I tremble
My teeth chatter
But I am not cold
I wish I were
I wish that I was
So my heart would be numb
But instead I will cry
And try
To hold my head high
And wish to not cry
Or wish that I could hide
But I am in Denial
And I cannot be weak
I am strong
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