Insecure (Unfinished)

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Poetry

Insecures feel like dying

Yet I'm insecure and I feel like trying
People feel like prying
Im just hiding that I'm crying inside
I'm just gonna bide my time
These feelings will pass but never go away
You can ask but you'll never get me to say
What I keep under lock and key
What I want to be
What I want people to see
How i torture me
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