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Mirrored Barriers

When I started putting up the walls
That’s when everyone started running faster
Away from me
Closed myself in, only letting a select few in
I felt my world start to sing
I started finding my voice
I felt like this world wasn’t so scary anymore

I didn’t want to lost it all
I didn’t want to lose myself while trying to make everyone else happy

I wasn’t going to be the people pleaser anymore
I finally learned how to pick up a paintbrush
No more words of negativity impacting me from running it across the blank canvas
I finally started typing again
The rhythm of the music making my fingers fly across the keyboard
No longer trying to seek approval from those that will never say a word

Finally I let the mirror drop and the narcissists flee from my world
It wasn’t tilted around them anymore

I was letting myself be free
Cutting myself free from their ways
Letting my hair fall around me until you could finally see my face
Until you could finally hear me sing
Until you finally started seeing me sitting there at the canvas
Paint smeared on my face

A girl with her barriers

Author:

"My personality is basically a mix between a needy 5 year old, a rebellious teenager making bad life choices and a 80 year old woman whose tired and needs a nap." - Luna @bpdNymph I love so hard because I know how it feels to be loved so little Labels : : Gamer, Yarn Artist, DM, Hopeful Romantic

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