There is not a day that I think that my life could be different. Sometimes, I wish I could leave my past behind. However, it is my past that makes me who I am.
I may be tough on the outside, but on the inside, I often break with each breath. My shell cracked and it will never be put back together.
I wish I felt as strong as others believe me to be. I have said enough, but I have not said anything at all. I was hurt as a young child.
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