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Strong
That's what everyone calls me
Like it's my name
Like it's my filter
They say I don't have to be
But it's my only lifeline
Strong
If I don't be it, if I don't use it
Then I'll fall apart
I'll lose myself
Without this filter of strength
I am a widdled girl, wrinkled and torn
Strong
My own personal filter
It's so fake
It's deceitful
People don't even know
I am a widdled girl, wrinkled and torn
This poem is about:
Me
My family