Behind the Vile

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Behind the Vile

Most people hide behind a vile that only seems to destroy who they are and ruin happiness

I am no different

I hide that fact I care

I hide the fact that I know when they stare

I hide the fact that some nights I want to take my life, something that most people do not dare

Hiding is the least  stressing part about not being your true self

Because when you cover yourself with a filter, of any kind.

Words, cloths, money, power, people

They can all be used to disguise yourself as someone you are not.

Wishing one day you can finally be known and accepted for whom you are.

Until that day I will stand alone.

Wishing that I could tell someone I love them and they mean the world to me

But they would never love me back because they do not know me, all  they know is this alias that I have made up.

The hardest thing about living in filters, is that one day they are taken away.

The colors are not the same, the soft glow is not there,the intense heat is gone.

Because you believed the lie you made.

This poem is about: 
Me

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