The truth from all the lies
Confused, embarrassed
But everybody cries
I push you away
I don't want you to see
The negative, the ugly
The very worst of me
I'll admit, I'm afraid
That all I touch will turn to black
My heart is strong
Yet under attack
Please give me a chance
To sort all of this through
To not let my past
Keep me from you
Because I truly feel
That you and I are beautiful
That we could be
Anything but usual
Yours Truly,
Charissa
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