Growing up is never easy 

Inocence keeps on breaking

Using school to stay busy

But internally Im shaking

The world feels darker 

So I put on a mask as my armor

But as I get older

I try to get bolder

Tear off the mask

Reveal at last

That the darkness was inside of me

This was the key

I can finally see

That I needed someone to help with the darkness

So I could move on regardless

Give love to myself

To get enough to compel 

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